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love poem quote

do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
thou unrelenting past
gone before us
passing through huddled and ugly walls
which i wish to remark
beautiful
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
full of tears
softly now the light of day
these be
under a spreading chestnut tree
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
in their ragged regimentals

 



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