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daughter poem

tell me not
look out upon the stars, my love
i've won the race
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
we who stood
still thirteen years
she knows a cheap release
softly weeping
as a naked man i go
the dawn was apple-green
full of tears
see the tentative
to clothe the fiery thought
i had a dream and i awoke with it

 



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