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i love you poem

once this soft turf
the meadow was creeping
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
now while my lips are living
a few more windy days
what spiteful chance steals unawares
roses and gold
passing through huddled and ugly walls
the snow whispers about me
but i cannot read you now

 



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