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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ICONGHT, by DANIEL CARTER BOURNE
First Line: Fifteen black cows
Last Line: My bethlehem star, fit for a birth, %or the lat light I will ever see %out the window by my bed
First Line: Fifteen black cows
Last Line: My bethlehem star, fit for a birth, %or the lat light I will ever see %out the window by my bed
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