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mother daughter poem

you are my companion
in halls of sleep you wandered by
with the meek, brown eyes
the meadow was creeping
but alas, just dreams
he speaks not well
so lost
when i was broke in london
death's nobility again
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
i hold your heart

 



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