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Cartons

Bottles

And
Happy

Loneliness
YTS
It is your
Absence

That

Foolishly

Leads our
Yearning for

Your Presence
If the dark
Dark night

Of your soul
Soul

  Ends at dawn
Dawn
  Dawn

Rejoice
  Rejoice...

If not

  Not

I hear
Your cries
O how I miss
The cheesy moon

Before we spotted
Your lovely face
With boots

And lit your
Terrible darkness.

Dearest sphere I
Feel now even
Older than thou...
Drooping form of
Lovely yellows

We know you die
And rot.

And reform-

Your sweetened corms

Re-arrange and
Flourish

How long

How long to
Delight the eye

Deform and redirect
Life force

From basalt
Salt

To opened skies?

My love grows
With your opening
And dies
In time

And dies
Together

And alone
In time
The lace wings
Of the
Lacewing
Are real
Lace

Wings.

This cash
Is not
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