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christmas poetry

the ancient songs
i cannot always feel his greatness
the body may confine
stuff of the moon
could we but know
i shall see a star tonight
why are the things that have no death
no prey am i of poor thoughts
earth travails
the sun is up
and my name is truthful
your body's motion is like music

 



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