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mother daughter poem

here lies a most beautiful lady
awful truths these be
you are beautiful and faded
listen
when the hours of day are numbered
i have to say good-night
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
glooms of the live-oaks
very well, you liberals
a storm is riding on the tide


 



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