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happy birthday poem

often i think of the beautiful town
you say you love me
not from the whole wide world
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
i am a woman
the fragrance came
music i heard with you was more than music
he's gone
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
i was a goddess ere the marble found me

 



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