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A Gardens Left here, forcibly as this Garden stone, a shale black Flake coal. Free of moss Curious place, should dump This second cup of coffee, Being now very awake And stop counting on this yard, this Flower, shoe the bumble bee off Your toe. Oh, and Alas, pollination was dramatically Important too, which brought Us into the late rain, among the Pagan pallbearers. "Good company" You always remark after Such tragic dinner parties: in this There was a definitive moment. It lingered, seemingly, about the Chandelier: some said it foreswore Potentiality like a parachute, Winded for the hundredth day, or Some strong kite, taut On catgut string, wishing to Fall into the sky, which by this time We had noticed, curved slightly At the edges Like a pie plate.
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