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christmas poetry

my true love from her pillow rose
the agony of having too much power
do not grieve that it is over
i bid them all farewell
i walk down the garden paths
sun stepped down from his golden throne
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
beautiful, tragical faces
listen
burly, dozing humble-bee
that year
as evening falls

 



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