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baby poem

there's one that i once loved so much
quietly, with reverance, in awe
there was a strangeness on your lips
all quiet along the potomac
but alas, just dreams
night is dark, and the winter winds
in september
the meadow was creeping
gaily through the fields we danced
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong

 



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