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we who stood
storm
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred
one by one, like leaves from a tree
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
green afternoon serene and bright
long ago, in the young moonlight
and breaketh bread no more
so fallen

 



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