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religious poem

there is a city, builded by no hand
never in all my life
now that i have cooled to you
you say you love me
brother, i am fire
once this soft turf
renew the vision of delight
among the mountains i wandered
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
made up of loveliness alone
for truth, for love
my mother taught me that every night

 



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