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life poem

no prey am i of poor thoughts
out of me unworthy and unknown
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
i saw the first pear
one sweetly solemn thought
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
i have heard that a certain princess
it was many and many a year ago
did you ever hear of
under the harvest moon
the air is full of dawn and spring
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen

 



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