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daughter poem

little park that i pass through
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
daughter, thou art come to die
shades of night were falling fast
who will be naming the wind
let a joy keep you
in the dark and peace of my final bed
there are gains for all our losses
tell me less or tell me more
green afternoon serene and bright

 



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