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baby shower poem

sweet with fern and rose
a mile behind
i have seen the proudest stars
i had a dream and i awoke with it
storm
full of tears
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
at midnight
i love my hour of wind and light
you are clear
our pleasant moments fly

 



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