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simplicity
i fill this cup
against the green flame of the hawthorn-tree
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
all those treasures that lie
at dawn, he said
i saw the first pear
he came and took me by the hand
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
there is no escape by the river
when the veil from the eyes is lifted
a storm is riding on the tide

 



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