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baby shower poem

sun stepped down from his golden throne
gaily through the fields we danced
the little white prayers
darkest, strangest mystery
i love my life, but not too well
i love the old melodious lays
when you come tonight
like eagles on up high
truely
i am the wind that wavers
i see all human wits
simplicity

 



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