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mother poem

therefore i may not
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
my mother taught me that every night
through the broad earth's aching breast
i gazed upon the glorious sky
three years ago today
brother, i am fire
i saw him once before
the swan existing
a bird sang
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
high walls and huge

 



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