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retirement poem

sun stepped down from his golden throne
if the red slayer think he slays
daughters of time
two rows of cabbages
babylon-where i go dreaming
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
perhaps it is no matter that you died
all those treasures that lie
a life on the ocean wave

 



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