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To Stephen...

When you sleep in the sun

and the stars wind over invisible above

do not dream of me, your lover, my love.

The soft wind will smooth your brow

and the sea be still one silent hour;

do not dream of me,

Lie in the sun--

be cradled in his warmth

comforted by his mother love.

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