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christmas poem

sweet and strong
my son is dead and i am going blind
awful truths these be
in may
full of tears
thou unrelenting past
under dusky laurel leaf
over the river they beckon to me
for then without
the lightning flashed, and lifted
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true

 



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