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religious poem

the snow whispers about me
stay no more
in his guarded tent
above them all, looking down
grieve not for the invisible
god
what do i owe to you
i love my life, but not too well
gone are the three, those sisters rare
it was many and many a year ago
the swan existing
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you

 



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