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i went up and down the streets
we lay
to be able to see every side of every question
i loved a woman
better than granite
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
as a white candle
daughters of time
she must go back, she said
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
if i had known how narrow a prison is love

 



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