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i fill this cup
in halls of sleep you wandered by
perhaps it is no matter that you died
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
the sun is up
happiness
the swan existing
a thousand silent years ago
i go my way complacently
in your flight
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea

 



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