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baby poem

but i cannot read you now
i had over-prepared the event
the dawn was apple-green
since, if you stood by my side today
burly, dozing humble-bee
bring me soft song
it was a tall young oysterman
i fill this cup
risen from the dead
uplifting, as the wind blew
often i think of the beautiful town

 



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