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baby poem

melancholy, blue it was
through the broad earth's aching breast
listen
i am fevered
lady, your heart has turned to dust
is there anybody there
i made a vow once, one only
in all things not spoken of
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
what spiteful chance steals unawares

 



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