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To Travel in Daylight That I am here and others thick with planning lunch in Rome suggests a sort of fairness for their years of compromise they will return with souvenirs and kodacolor slides while I, pied in the sunrise fondle pussy willows suckle morning glories, force the dry spot on the meadow alive with watering I have been where the Sun came to red curtained brothel windows throbbing her brilliance into corners into walls now she is here beside me burning naked in the desert and we rise together gladdened for the wakening alive |
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