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thanksgiving poetry

at dawn, he said
when you come tonight
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
before the solemn bronze saint
let us plant
the long resounding marble corridors
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise

 



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