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christmas poem

do not grieve that it is over
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
muffled drum's sad roll has beat
green afternoon serene and bright
night was black and drear
afraid no more, i say
in your flight
why do you always stand there shivering
up from the south at break of day
come down at dawn from windless hills

 



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