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life poem

little park that i pass through
and so it goes
sweet and strong
beneath my window in a city street
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
beneath the warrior's helm
night is dark, and the winter winds
i cannot always feel his greatness
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
gone are the three, those sisters rare
what spiteful chance steals unawares

 



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