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wrap the earth in cloudy weather
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
gaily through the fields we danced
the swan existing
which i wish to remark
last midnight
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
softly weeping
full of tears
wheel me down by the meadow
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
and with the humming bird
my mother twines me roses wet with dew

 



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