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poem for pastors

passing through huddled and ugly walls
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
let a joy keep you
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
day is done
the sun is up
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
under the harvest moon
i am the wind that wavers

 



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