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The stars who were created by words
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I am a bush both of roses and forget-me-nots.
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Soft as an ant’s patrol
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An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
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Age swept past me
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I need you
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Although I melt moment by moment
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Will this thought do? Today there could be no doubt.
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I lived once.
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Yes, this morning, whatever is
