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i reside at table mountain
at dawn, he said
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
i saw the first pear
as i lie roofed in, screened in
beautiful, tragical faces
she heard the children playing in the sun
have you not heard
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
though love repine, and reason chafe
i fill this cup
they threw a stone, you threw a stone

 



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