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through the broad earth's aching breast
my son is dead and i am going blind
i had a dream and i awoke with it
in an old chamber softly lit
with the meek, brown eyes
sweet with fern and rose
i never knew the earth had so much gold
white foam flower, red flame flower
no prey am i of poor thoughts
tell me less or tell me more
so lost

 



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