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with the sunset
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
what do i owe to you
god
happiness
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor
the mountains they are silent folk
noises that strive to tear
a few more windy days
though i am little as all little things
it was a tall young oysterman
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans

 



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