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mother daughter poem

star-dust and vaporous light
truely
the darkness
we were not many
why so sad my lovely one?
be not false
little park that i pass through
i have heard that a certain princess
in september
rose and amber was the sunset on the river
in your arms was still delight
a storm is riding on the tide
see, from this counterfeit of him
there was never a sound beside the wood but one

 



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