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I need to get myself to Marfa and see the lights.
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September spins. Sashays
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Be earth now, and evensong.
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With more sparkle and pop
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so on I wandered
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Recycle the mail, don’t read it, don’t read anything
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one wants in the end just once to befriend
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yawping in the blank
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carry into evening
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Like the silence which
