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christmas poetry

i love my life, but not too well
when i was broke in london
as a naked man i go
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
weak-winged is song
in their ragged regimentals
could we but know
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
by the rude bridge
better than granite

 



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