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sand / churning, all eyes, all breath and green and gill.
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since the gold leaves have all
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Yes, the night does come and
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Ask for understanding; you shall
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You cannot pound
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If it guides us to light,
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Come / over and see what it is to want
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slowly to unknit all other skin
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I’m tired of the song the rain sings in June,
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Provoke
