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grandmother poem

lady, your heart has turned to dust
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
eighty years have passed, and more
babylon-where i go dreaming
little gate was reached at last
white foam flower, red flame flower
she was a beauty in the days
what spiteful chance steals unawares
all down the years
who loves the rain
all those treasures that lie
are you awake?
the ancient songs
i hold your heart

 



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