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christmas poems

what spiteful chance steals unawares
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
have you seen walking through the village
to come so soon to this imagined dark
often is it not so?
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness
we lay
tell me less or tell me more

 



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