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life poem

let us plant
come down at dawn from windless hills
so lost
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
in and of itself
why are the things that have no death
bring me soft song
these be
when the hours of day are numbered
at dawn, he said
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
glass-blower of time

 



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