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christmas poem

with lips blood red and heart of stone
that year
take my bracelets
days endeared to every muse
long has the summer sunlight shone
i have to say good-night
why are the things that have no death
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
as it
the agony of having too much power
daughters of time
i love my hour of wind and light
the snow whispers about me
and with the humming bird

 



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