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baby poem

could we but know
the earth keeps some vibration going
those black eyes i once so praised
there was a strangeness on your lips
your body's motion is like music
i have cast the world
night was black and drear
my mother taught me that every night
still thirteen years
this ancient silver bowl of mine

 



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