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grandma poem

one sweetly solemn thought
with the sunset
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
i had a dream and i awoke with it
i make my shroud, but no one knows
he's gone
i expect you
out of me unworthy and unknown
softly now the light of day
sweet splendor
the earth keeps some vibration going
the dawn was apple-green
what was it the engines said

 



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