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let us plant
all my love for my sweet
sadly speaking
what spiteful chance steals unawares
i reside at table mountain
to come so soon to this imagined dark
she must go back, she said
sleep, gray brother of death
and with the humming bird
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
have you seen walking through the village

 



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