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grandmother poem

muffled drum's sad roll has beat
they in the darkness gather and ask
backward, turn backward
why then, must we see?
there by the window in the old house
two rows of cabbages
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
for truth, for love
mysterious night

 



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