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good bye poem

why then, must we see?
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
in new york harbor
though i am little as all little things
with joy and wonder
in your flight
over the river, on the hill
i cannot always feel his greatness
let me be sad
there is an hour of peaceful rest
when i returned at sunset
they threw a stone, you threw a stone

 



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