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religious poem

three years ago today
when i was broke in london
sun stepped down from his golden throne
i burn no incense
softly weeping
one with you
beneath the warrior's helm
up to her chamber window
like eagles on up high
you are clear
out of the window a sea of green trees
sweet with fern and rose
there was never a sound beside the wood but one

 



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