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the meadow was creeping
i saw god. do you doubt it?
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
since i have felt the sense of death
look out upon the stars, my love
glooms of the live-oaks
some one complained to the master
i walk down the garden paths
i have heard that a certain princess
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
no prey am i of poor thoughts
burly, dozing humble-bee

 



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