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thanksgiving poem

there is no escape by the river
with joy and wonder
he speaks not well
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
there are three ways in which men take
my sorrow, when she's here with me
glooms of the live-oaks
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
arched the flood
softly weeping

 



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