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when i returned at sunset
i think it just splendid
and breaketh bread no more
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans

 



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