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baby shower poem

a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
doubtless i remember still
skies they were ashen and sober
pushing out, struggling vainly
rising moon has hid the stars
i burn no incense
simply speaking
let us pity those who are better off than we are
master of human destinies am i
i expect you

 



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