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no prey am i of poor thoughts
up and down he goes
grieve not for the invisible
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
beneath my window in a city street
very well, you liberals
is there anybody there
tell me
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
sun stepped down from his golden throne
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
as evening falls

 



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