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pastor appreciation poem

it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
tell me
i do not pray for peace
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
the swan existing
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
when, full of warm and eager love
master of human destinies am i

 



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