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nature poem

see, they return
city that is not a city
in an old chamber softly lit
as evening falls
out of the sparkling sea
the shadows of the ships
stay no more
pushing out, struggling vainly
this is the ship of pearl
why do you always stand there shivering
the agony of having too much power
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you

 



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