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father poem

i am in love with high far-seeing places
like eagles on up high
could we but know
i said, i have shut my heart
skies they were ashen and sober
if the red slayer think he slays
lady, your heart has turned to dust
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
what spiteful chance steals unawares
the swan existing
i walk down the garden paths
i gazed upon the glorious sky

 



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