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fall poem

when a deed is done for freedom
i love to steal awhile away
under dusky laurel leaf
one sweetly solemn thought
i said, i have shut my heart
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
i saw the first pear
i saw with open eyes
what do i owe to you
i reside at table mountain

 



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