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mother poem

i go my way complacently
their beautiful hair
often i think of the beautiful town
dear wife
when i returned at sunset
out of the window a sea of green trees
my true love from her pillow rose
here falls no light
the ships are lying in the bay
in mournful numbers
a few more windy days
stern cold man
stir

 



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