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daughter poem

but alas, just dreams
and how could you dream of meeting
see i give myself to you
in all things not spoken of
had he and i but met
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
i gazed upon the glorious sky
out of the sparkling sea
why are the things that have no death
somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale

 



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