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It was a quiet way —
September's Baccalaureate
Ashes denote that Fire was —
What Soft — Cherubic Creatures —
'Tis so appalling — it exhilirates —
Knows how to forget!
An Antiquated Tree
Within my Garden, rides a Bird
All forgot for recollecting
Uncertain lease — developes lustre
A nearness to Tremendousness —
He showed me Hights I never saw —
His Bill is locked — his Eye estranged
Drama's Vitallest Expression is the Common Day
Finding is the first Act
Is it true, dear Sue?
As Watchers hang opon the East —
Me prove it now — Whoever doubt
Bees are Black — with Gilt Surcingles —
Between My Country — and the Others —
One Blessing had I than the rest
The World — feels Dusty
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Monday, January 4, 2010
Between My Country — and the Others —
Between My Country — and the Others —
There is a Sea —
But Flowers — negotiate between us —
As Ministry.
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