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thanksgiving poetry

a look is but a ray
i saw the clouds among the hills
high-born race
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
she said
when a deed is done for freedom
hang no wreath
the hypocritic days
give me hunger
sun and wind and beat of sea
they threw a stone, you threw a stone

 



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