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christmas poem

since i have felt the sense of death
storm
there is a city, builded by no hand
with joy and wonder
when i was a boy at college
when, full of warm and eager love
do not turn your head
perhaps it is no matter that you died
and so it goes
to clothe the fiery thought
where shall i find you

 



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