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mother poem

blossoms of babies
she was a beauty in the days
in the dark and peace of my final bed
noises that strive to tear
the light withdrawn
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
of sun nor stars
let me be sad
i see all human wits
music i heard with you was more than music
i hold your heart
the body may confine

 



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