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birthday poem

long has the summer sunlight shone
let me move slowly through the street
daughter, thou art come to die
to come so soon to this imagined dark
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
wheel me down by the meadow
why do you always stand there shivering
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
of sun nor stars

 



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