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The little one sleeps in its cradle, I lift the gauze and look a long time, and silently brush away flies with my hand. The youngster and the red-faced girl turn aside up the bushy hill, I peeringly view them from the top. The suicide sprawls on the bloody floor of the bedroom, I witness the corpse with its dabbled hair, I note where the pistol has fallen. The big doors of the country barn stand open and ready, The dried grass of the harvest-time loads the slow-drawn wagon, The clear light plays on the brown gray and green intertinged, The armfuls are pack'd to the sagging mow. I am there, I help, I came stretch'd atop of the load, I felt its soft jolts, one leg reclined on the other, I jump from the cross-beams and seize the clover and timothy, And roll head over heels and tangle my hair full of wisps. The Yankee clipper is under her sky-sails, she cuts the sparkle and scud, My eyes settle the land, I bend at her prow or shout joyously from the deck.

Beating deep within, doors cry opening Advance into the light of love absorbed like the sea Rich in array, heartfelt and open, wide like a life, unique, yet so alike Be able to you hear me, I know I'm just a whisper Can you attend to me, brother mine, sweet sister Adoration will find an answer You arise inside of me, language and description, pure in simplicity Thirsting for accord, realised harmony, No need to buckskin away your life, unique, yet accordingly alike Can you hear me I'll dream you What is this aloofness at my heel That makes the protections I've built around my artificial world premiere Tearing my utopian creative writing apart as it happens to a minute ago pass along I feel a adjust coming on Rolling out of the blue like a storm Crashing adjacent to my delirious thoughts where humanity's ahead of you alone How I wish you'd barely see Fall like a leaf all the rage the wind on the ocean Of blue like your eyes in the twilight theater With symphonies playing all the rage the world without sound We're agreed and denied Give me back my innocence cos I wish to ambition again Like I never outgrew my old playground Where the sun sets slowly with a golden crown after that the leaves sing lullabies 'round available swings Give me those wings Accede to me fly once again Like I did way back when I would gamble and win To lift me high above the din Of the future we see Does it accommodate something for me I'm weightless all over again Fall like a leaf in the wind Before I'll go hear me out Cos of this there ain't no doubt When it's time designed for curtain call Just before the shadows Fall like a leaf in the wind Behind me now the meandering road they sing of I've appear to stand before a silent barrage Finally a chance to find a question To point out the absolute answer after all

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