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mother daughter poem

often is it not so?
along a river-side
the stars fell from heaven
world that changes under my hand
all those treasures that lie
desolate and lone
lady, your heart has turned to dust
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
i am fevered
wrap the earth in cloudy weather
old wine to drink
though i am little as all little things
day is done

 



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