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Mosses

Emily Pauline Johnson

The lost wind wandering, forever grieves
Low overhead,
Above grey mosses whispering of leaves
Fallen and dead.
And through the lonely night sweeps their refrain
Like Chopin's prelude, sobbing 'neath the rain.

(C) Emily Pauline Johnson
03/27/2017


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