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grandma poem

to what shall a woman liken her beloved
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
our pleasant moments fly
sadly speaking
i expect you
a bird sang
the lightning flashed, and lifted
burly, dozing humble-bee
tripping up, falling down
the swan existing
the ships are lying in the bay
of sun nor stars

 



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