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grandmother poem

have we no shame?
splendid and terrible your love
you are beautiful and faded
tripping up, falling down
as a white candle
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
beneath the warrior's helm
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
there was a time in former years
my mother taught me that every night
i despise my friends more than you
when freedom from her mountain height

 



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