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grandma poem

the body may confine
if it
i have seen the proudest stars
i have to say good-night
moonlight deep and tender
mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam
let a joy keep you
in and of itself
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
my son is dead and i am going blind
babylon-where i go dreaming
leave the lovely words unsaid
simplicity
and with the humming bird

 



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