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family poem

somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
just as my fingers on these keys
the old songs
i think it just splendid
daughters of time
glooms of the live-oaks
why then, must we see?
since, if you stood by my side today
she limps with halting painful pace
i reside at table mountain
for truth, for love
my soul is a dark ploughed field

 



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