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grandmother poem

some of the hurts you have cured
if the red slayer think he slays
these be
a flying word from here and there
very well, you liberals
tell me
i am singing to you
where shall i find you
afraid no more, i say
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
what do i owe to you

 



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