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blossoms of babies
for then without
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
under dusky laurel leaf
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
a storm is riding on the tide
high-born race
burly, dozing humble-bee
love me at last, or if you will not
if i were very sure
there by the window in the old house
god
daughters of time

 



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