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pastor appreciation poem

and so it goes
now that i have cooled to you
braided and woven
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
give me hunger
a very remarkable history this is
death's nobility again
she was a beauty in the days
in halls of sleep you wandered by
why then, must we see?
the mountains they are silent folk
we lay
the air is like a butterfly

 



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