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"Small town, the cycle."

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"Again, smoke starts to
rise from chimneys and out

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of the mouths of pastors.

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It is almost winter,
it is almost Sunday

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every day of the week.

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The elemental
struggles begin always

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as if they have never begun.

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Someone makes a fire, the
child dies or a wheat field.

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Then a parent invents hell,
then a farmer gives up sex,

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and a young man
comes forward begins

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to speak about why the
darkness comes so regularly,

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why the mysterious hands
beneath the soil have moods.

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The town goes quiet, the air
that surrounds him is 1,000

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years old.

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He has given gifts
and a beating.

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He is sent away to school.

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He returns, he is returning.

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Women stock their pantries
with soup cans and crucifixes.

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Children think ahead to
Christmas, the fat, red Christ.

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The fires go out,
they are lit again.

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The snow comes, the ancestors of
ancestors huddled in our bodies

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their dreams rise to our heads."

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