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baby shower poem

while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
i reside at table mountain
there by the window in the old house
and still they walked on
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
i think it just splendid
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
brother, i am fire
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
you are beautiful and faded
but i cannot read you now

 



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