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happy birthday poem

storm
grieve not for the invisible
i stood by the open casement
perhaps
three years ago today
beneath my window in a city street
i have to say good-night
i have heard them in the night
out of me unworthy and unknown
afraid no more, i say
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies

 



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