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Crossing between gain and loss:
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I can’t keep the day from being twenty-four hours long.
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The way my heart carols sometimes,
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had advanced / the cause of being
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it was she that lit the world just then
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O, to take what we love inside,
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Let there be a landscape of open eyes
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In this light, constrained spirit,
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Memory / builds this kingdom from the fragments
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This is where we look up at the stains
