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by now it is too late to wonder
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If recollecting were forgetting,
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stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows,
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Whatever the time of day, whether the sky is florescent,
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Tell me your thoughts
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Although the wind
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It could, you know. That’s why we wake
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people sitting beside people under trees,
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Let’s meet there again in the summer.
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You must be friends with silence to hear.
