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poetry

New Ties

Rooks in tall trees pulpited, in preachers' black,

Contrivance

Now, you are an excitment living inside me,

The Victory

On shuddering tall pillars of white flame

Lament

What moved me, was the way your hand

Away

Sprung out of last year's leaves and this year's light

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