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short love poem

pharaoh, king of egypt's land
perhaps
the hypocritic days
in his guarded tent
the body may confine
in halls of sleep you wandered by
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
over the river, on the hill
with the meek, brown eyes
i love my hour of wind and light
i cannot always feel his greatness
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
in the sphere

 



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