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missing you poem

he came and took me by the hand
have you heard
no prey am i of poor thoughts
once this soft turf
at midnight
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
this ancient silver bowl of mine
i saw the first pear
the snow whispers about me
the poets tell
in the dark and peace of my final bed

 



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