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thanksgiving poem

there was a time in former years
shadows lay along broadway
daughters of time
why so sad my lovely one?
in his guarded tent
world that changes under my hand
be not angry with me
no prey am i of poor thoughts
i had a dream and i awoke with it
full of tears
those black eyes i once so praised
be in me as the eternal moods
i am fevered
in an old chamber softly lit

 



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