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poem for dad

muffled drum's sad roll has beat
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
a few more windy days
the poets tell
the air is full of dawn and spring
i cannot always feel his greatness
sadly speaking
the darkness
i reside at table mountain
never in all my life
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares

 



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