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I brought back from
despair a basket so small

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that it could have been woven
of willow, after Rene Char.

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This body was a flock
of gulls over open sea.

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The cries, those of
hunger entering clouds.

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Wind moved seagrass as
nameless grasses and an inlet

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to shivering still.

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From the waters,
clouds lifted than were

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caught in the skirted slopes.

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There were thoughts of departure
through the luminous course,

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but a chaos of crows darkened.

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One discovered within himself
the power to free others.

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One stepped away from
her flesh but remained.

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30 years have passed
between these clouds.

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There is nothing that
cannot be seen from here.

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How did you know, solitary,
that we who were without clarity

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were about to speak?

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