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christmas poem

i was a goddess ere the marble found me
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
it was many and many a year ago
i make my shroud, but no one knows
now that i have cooled to you
he'd even have his joke
tell me not
there by the window in the old house
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
into the silent land
i am the wind that wavers

 



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