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the meadow was creeping
i stood
but alas, just dreams
a little peach in the orchard grew
how wild, how witch-like weird that life should be
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
be in me as the eternal moods
at dawn, he said
when i returned at sunset
and still they walked on
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans

 



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