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WHAT cry of peach blossoms
  let loose on the air today
I heard with my face thrown
  in the pink-white of it all?
  in the red whisper of it all?
  
What man I heard saying:
  Christ, these are beautiful!
  
And Christ and Christ was in his mouth,
  over these peach blossoms?
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     ---, Vamika Sinha, --- and marcus pendergraft
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