At day’s end, she pours into the sun.

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Waiting on a friend.Where have all your friends gone?Morning's BlossomDown by the river, I shot my baby.Waiting on the threshold.Green and pleasant land.Up from the darknessFenced.

Lit like a roman candle.

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Drink deeply of the sun.

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Resting on the threshold.

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