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daughter poem

dans le port de New York
nuit mystérieuse
enveloppez la terre par temps nuageux
dans des nombres mournful
comment comme les étoiles sont ces le blanc, les visages inconnus
peu de porte a été atteinte enfin
o juste et stately bonne, dont les yeux
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
je suis dans l'amour avec les endroits prévoyants élevés
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
la noblesse de la mort encore


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