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be not angry with me
long ago, in the young moonlight
let me move slowly through the street
i have cast the world
among the mountains i wandered
in the dark and peace of my final bed
the dawn was apple-green
with lips blood red and heart of stone
i went up and down the streets
i burn no incense
the child who threw away leaf after leaf

 



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