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in his guarded tent
skies they were ashen and sober
along the banks
my mother taught me that every night
all those treasures that lie
the earth keeps some vibration going
a pen of steel
let us express our baser passions
from our hidden places
one by one, like leaves from a tree
a thousand silent years ago
i reside at table mountain
she knows a cheap release
let us plant

 



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