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The Fallow Deer At The Lonely House

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One without looks in tonight
Through the curtain-chink
From the sheet of glistening white;
One without looks in tonight
As we sit and think
By the fender-brink.

We do not discern those eyes
Watching in the snow;
Lit by lamps of rosy dyes

We do not discern those eyes
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Saturday, February 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely
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GODDESS ALMIGHTY 12 July 2019

you had the cheeks to have a hideous automatic fake voice read poetry. Please get lost

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