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thanksgiving poem

i am the wind that wavers
i love the old melodious lays
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
gingham dog and the calico cat
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
royal feast was done
and still they walked on
moonlight deep and tender
the sun is up
i have to say good-night
shadows lay along broadway
with lips blood red and heart of stone
to come so soon to this imagined dark
high walls and huge

 



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