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three years ago today
the little white prayers
the body may confine
there by the window in the old house
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
i stood
a flying word from here and there
in an old chamber softly lit
out of the sparkling sea
let a joy keep you
some one complained to the master
woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me
out of me unworthy and unknown

 



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