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wedding poem

the dawn was apple-green
full of tears
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
i am in love with high far-seeing places
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
days endeared to every muse
come down at dawn from windless hills
passing through huddled and ugly walls
you are clear

 



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