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They Ask Each Other Where They Came From

AM I the river your white birds fly over?

Are you the green valley my silver channels roam?

The two of us a bowl of blue sky day time and a bowl of red stars night time?

Who picked you

out of the first great whirl of nothings

and threw you here?

Written by
Carl Sandburg
1878-1967 / Male / American
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