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christmas poetry

you say you love me
when i was a boy at college
i am old and blind
as i lie roofed in, screened in
listen to the sounding sea
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
among the mountains i wandered
i stood by the open casement
quietly, with reverance, in awe
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
gone before us
the saddest of the year

 



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