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mother poem

you are my companion
when i go back to earth
perhaps it is no matter that you died
through the broad earth's aching breast
no prey am i of poor thoughts
when the wind works against us in the dark
she burst fierce wine
do you remember
in the dark and peace of my final bed
up and down he goes
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
sun stepped down from his golden throne
i have seen the proudest stars

 



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