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poem for pastors

your body's motion is like music
stern cold man
we were not many
for truth, for love
sweet with fern and rose
sun stepped down from his golden throne
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
do you hear the rain?
all those treasures that lie
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it

 



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