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father poem

when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
beneath the warrior's helm
babylon-where i go dreaming
he'd even have his joke
could we but know
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
the meadow was creeping
in halls of sleep you wandered by
let us pity those who are better off than we are

 



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