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… She carried a basket
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let seven men touch your poem.
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1/10/’28. Tonight I shall enter my life
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Sunset in the ethereal waves:
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… Nights expanding into / enormous parachutes of fire, his
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Parachutes, my love, could carry us higher
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Now, I remember only the flavor —
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For hours, content just lies there,
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make your way to the window,
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One day I will wake up at dawn
