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happy birthday poem

there is a city, builded by no hand
uplifting, as the wind blew
so lost
i know what you're going to say
sun and wind and beat of sea
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
for these white arms about my neck
very well, you liberals
all those treasures that lie
in all things not spoken of


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