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angel poem

roses and gold
blossoms of babies
world that changes under my hand
which keeps
why then, must we see?
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
i have heard them in the night
so fallen
i cannot always feel his greatness
tell me
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea

 



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