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a little peach in the orchard grew
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
never in all my life
she might have known it in the earlier spring
once this soft turf
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
daughters of time
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
she must go back, she said
out of the deep and the dark
up and down he goes
darkest, strangest mystery
which i wish to remark
to clothe the fiery thought

 



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