Your cry fades like the cry of a gnat.
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lose sight of you on your blind journey, While the heath grass glitters and the spindling rivuletsUnspool and spend themselves. My mind runs with them, Pooling in heel-prints, fumbling pebble and stem.The day empties its images Like a cup or a room. The moon’s crook whitens,Thin as the skin seaming a Scar. Now, on the nursery wall, The blue night plants, the little pale blue hillIn your sister’s birthday picture start to glow.The orange pompons, the Egyptian papyrusLight up. Each rabbit-eared
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