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a mile behind
my mother taught me that every night
there were three in the meadow by the brook
you are my companion
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
have we no shame?
i bid them all farewell
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
in the cloud-gray mornings
a very remarkable history this is
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things

 



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