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up from the meadows rich with corn
stuff of the moon
three years ago today
all within and all without me
and my name is truthful
this is the arsenal
those black eyes i once so praised
babylon-where i go dreaming
see the tentative
if the red slayer think he slays
and with the humming bird
there was a time in former years

 



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