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have you not heard
so fallen
quietly, with reverance, in awe
softly now the light of day
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
at dawn, he said
your body's motion is like music
softly weeping
a mile behind
i am singing to you
as i lie roofed in, screened in
the old west, the old time

 



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