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christmas poem

i saw him once before
be in me as the eternal moods
that year
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
with lips blood red and heart of stone
there is an hour of peaceful rest
this is the ship of pearl
her face is fair and smooth and fine
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces

 



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