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Called By Song of Goose Down rockheld path, past lime green shoots and nodding fir above quiescent ivy called by song of goose and even crow come witness mallard pairs (I do thee wed) cross timber bridge taste air, watch tarn ripple witness first fisherman’s cast lapping oars slap sheen inhale sweet burgeoning blackberry |
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