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grandma poem

beneath my window in a city street
if it
she limps with halting painful pace
i love the old melodious lays
beautiful, tragical faces
i saw him once before
glass-blower of time
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
in his guarded tent
be not false
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise

 



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