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i walk down the garden paths
i saw the first pear
did you ever see an alligator
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
in halls of sleep you wandered by
beautiful
simplicity
my son is dead and i am going blind
he came and took me by the hand
let us plant
just now
at midnight
within my hand i hold

 



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