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things
I can't carry
the lamp
that's day
the coat
is all of winter
or rain
commencing time in which...
ho ho
the champagne breakfast
of another year
and that Bible of bigoted guff
the birthdays all sat up like kings
in paper party hats
cloak of every beast I was
no wiser than
what won't bear thinking on
I'll sing
give me the songs
love's testament
and the whimsical world
'consider the ant'
of last night's dreams
like my bark shed
foretelling
in the storm of day
come to light
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