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Flower buds gathered light In dewdrops that hung On soft petals; their right To beauty, taken in young- Morning hours; a sweet sight For songbirds that sung Of love born, before night Came again with dark tongue To claim light's bloom, in spite.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 4:39 AM UTC
The Morning Children
Flower buds gathered light In dewdrops that hung On soft petals; their right To beauty, taken in young- Morning hours; a sweet sight For songbirds that sung Of love born, before night Came again with dark tongue To claim light's bloom, in spite.
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 4:39 AM UTC
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