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grandma poem

sad are they who know not love
with her hair flaying wildly
calm as that second summer
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
see the tentative
i have heard that a certain princess
why are the things that have no death
burly, dozing humble-bee
let us pity those who are better off than we are
the shadows of the ships
with joy and wonder

 



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