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grandma poem

like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
therefore i may not
i have cast the world
the swan existing
love me at last, or if you will not
like eagles on up high
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
he speaks not well
the little white prayers
did you ever hear of

 



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