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poem for pastors

we who stood
i said, i have shut my heart
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
looking beyond
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways

 



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