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teenage love poem

i love the old melodious lays
up from the meadows rich with corn
little gate was reached at last
the little white prayers
the earth keeps some vibration going
she heard the children playing in the sun
i had a dream and i awoke with it
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
friend, whose smile has come to be
before the solemn bronze saint
dear wife

 



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