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christmas poem

my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
my soul is a dark ploughed field
shadows lay along broadway
from floor to ceiling
doubtless i remember still
under a spreading chestnut tree
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
the long resounding marble corridors
be patient, life, when love is at the gate
along the banks
the old songs

 



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