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father poem

just now
i love to steal awhile away
my soul is a dark ploughed field
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
on and on
why do you always stand there shivering
there is a country full of wine
why then, must we see?
out of the deep and the dark
in their ragged regimentals
the ancient songs
i saw with open eyes
will you glimmer on the sea?
world that changes under my hand

 



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