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mother poem

stand here by my side
be not false
old wine to drink
no prey am i of poor thoughts
noises that strive to tear
they ask me where i've been
i went up and down the streets
little park that i pass through
i have to say good-night
a mist was driving down
i am fevered
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
made up of loveliness alone
royal feast was done

 



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