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mother poem

my mother twines me roses wet with dew
i despise my friends more than you
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
come down at dawn from windless hills
here falls no light
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
earth travails
i made a vow once, one only
there are gains for all our losses
there is a city, builded by no hand
skies they were ashen and sober
where shall i find you

 



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