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grandma poem

and still they walked on
babylon-where i go dreaming
and my name is truthful
she limps with halting painful pace
she was a beauty in the days
do not grieve that it is over
three days i heard them grieve when i lay dead
the lightning flashed, and lifted
and breaketh bread no more
do not turn your head
i have cast the world

 



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