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happiness
risen from the dead
above them all, looking down
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
all within and all without me
the old songs
when i was a boy at college
i am fevered
a bird sang
from our hidden places
let us pity those who are better off than we are
that year
she heard the children playing in the sun
will you glimmer on the sea?

 



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