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little park that i pass through
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
i never knew the earth had so much gold
they may talk of love in a cottage
in the dark and peace of my final bed
there was a time in former years
your body's motion is like music
do i like it
truely
better than granite
softly now the light of day
i hold your heart
gingham dog and the calico cat
i reside at table mountain

 



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