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A farmer found a stone in his cream. He cursed and threw it to the field.A red bird came to the ground and dragged a foot, as if to clear the road. (You shared an hour with these things and did not know.)
But in the curled fist of sleep, you track one cloud
As its shadow beheads flowers.
fell on 2007-08-29 at 7:34 p.m.
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