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sister poem

once this soft turf
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
gone are the three, those sisters rare
there is a country full of wine
all quiet along the potomac
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
my sorrow, when she's here with me
i said, i have shut my heart

 



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