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father poem

my mother twines me roses wet with dew
to come so soon to this imagined dark
i love the old melodious lays
and my name is truthful
you are my companion
give me hunger
in your arms was still delight
in the dark and peace of my final bed
i stood by the open casement
under a spreading chestnut tree

 



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