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religious poem

stern cold man
blossoms of babies
my sorrow, when she's here with me
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
still her gray rocks tower above the sea
under dusky laurel leaf
with the meek, brown eyes
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
i know not where
i go my way complacently
last night the full moon laid a cloth of white
as a white candle

 



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