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happy birthday poem

never in all my life
and how could you dream of meeting
the sky
darkest, strangest mystery
if it
which i wish to remark
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
i stood by the open casement
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
i cannot always feel his greatness
i am a woman

 



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