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angel poem

in september
the darkness rolls upward
my son is dead and i am going blind
rocked in the cradle of the deep
but alas, just dreams
i stood by the open casement
let a joy keep you
i do not pray for peace
for these white arms about my neck
tell me not
my true love from her pillow rose

 



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