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wedding poem

when the wind works against us in the dark
my mother taught me that every night
perhaps it is no matter that you died
the air is full of dawn and spring
dark-eyed
we were not many
full of tears
the poets tell
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
like eagles on up high
i went up and down the streets
i saw with open eyes
hang no wreath

 



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