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                        Of the very first morning




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                                                ( Love )

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                                 the lost days mounting  

The dying & the mourning

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The vast pretense of " country "

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( but there's still      Love )

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Walking in the garden

Creatures newly forming

                              ( all is love )

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Love

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Last chance to speak your peace

Say it loud and clearly

( love )

Love

LOVE