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what shall we do now
listen to the sounding sea
with lips blood red and heart of stone
rocked in the cradle of the deep
which i wish to remark
i have seen the proudest stars
all quiet along the potomac
just as my fingers on these keys
the poets tell
happiness
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
there were three in the meadow by the brook
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea

 



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