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family poem

the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
passing through huddled and ugly walls
i am singing to you
i love to steal awhile away
the old songs
why so sad my lovely one?
do you remember
quietly, with reverance, in awe
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
there was a time in former years
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
calm as that second summer
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
we were not many

 



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