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mother poem

be in me as the eternal moods
a pen of steel
rising moon has hid the stars
lived by the river-side
she said
listen
let me be sad
with lips blood red and heart of stone
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
at dawn, he said
when freedom from her mountain height
had he and i but met

 



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