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for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
i saw the first pear
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
i am a woman
a bird sang
let me move slowly through the street
stir
moonlight deep and tender
why are the things that have no death
under dusky laurel leaf
leave the lovely words unsaid
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
all quiet along the potomac

 



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