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Exquisite brown waves—long
circlets of silver moving over you!
enough with crumbling ice crusts among you!
The sky has come down to you,
lighter than tiny bubbles, face to
face with you!
                         His spirit is
a white gull with delicate pink feet
and a snowy breast for you to
hold to your lips delicately!
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