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religious poem

melancholy days have come
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
some one complained to the master
the lightning flashed, and lifted
little park that i pass through
from our hidden places
as it
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
let us pity those who are better off than we are
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
never in all my life

 



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