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angel poem

it was a tall young oysterman
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
the old songs
a life on the ocean wave
birds against the april wind
within my hand i hold
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
though i am little as all little things
soft as the bed in the earth
i do not pray for peace
afraid no more, i say

 



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