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I once spent a summer, like a tempest, so wet
Down by the creek, in glossy beads of sweat
For I felled such trees to build a house so far away
That..
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I wrote a book once. It was about summer and big cities and that stuff. The kind of book that can either make you mad or sad. Well, it made me sad, so..
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With these two blue windows...
(How?)The world they see
And this thatched roof --- gold
For the water, quite steep
White-washed walls
Red spots f..
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I swear that I once saw a black, night sky
Darker than the beard of Confucius
But now all I see is a blanket of gray dye
Lighted by the hand of pol..
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Dear Rick Corbin, etc.,
Tell Father that I laughed
Tell Mother that I cried
But whatever you do
I swear it, too
Don't tell me that I died
Lo..
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5/13/09
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Your leaves were once green,
Your berries so red
I hung you, it seemed,
With ashes on my head
You smelled so sweet,
Like perfume in February
I'm..
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Dear Aunt Veronica, won't you watch me swing?
Won't you push me up higher?--higher, please!
Won't you put down Galatians, and attend to my requests?..
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Oh, she wants me to forget
Cupcakes and the ingredients
But, oh, I'll never forget
Preaching civil disobedience
Oh, she wants me to cry
As she ..
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The space changes
And the youth changes
And the dog's face changes
And the green front yard changes
And the Chief changes
And the traffic changes..
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