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this ancient silver bowl of mine
risen from the dead
i have cast the world
brother, i am fire
among the mountains i wandered
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
up from the meadows rich with corn
she might have known it in the earlier spring
passing through huddled and ugly walls
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong

 



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