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mother daughter poem

now that i have cooled to you
darkest, strangest mystery
if the red slayer think he slays
if it
i am a woman
do i like it
up to her chamber window
braided and woven
i saw with open eyes
my soul is a dark ploughed field
this is the arsenal

 



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