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christmas poem

up from the south at break of day
for truth, for love
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
why do you always stand there shivering
to clothe the fiery thought
in your arms was still delight
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
stern cold man
the shadows of the ships
who will be naming the wind

 



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