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he came and took me by the hand
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
to be able to see every side of every question
star-dust and vaporous light
over the river, on the hill
risen from the dead
but i cannot read you now
let us plant
you are clear
brother, i am fire
their beautiful hair

 



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