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Ambivalence and an Impression
Of the morning run.
Of the morning sun.
Frith away where
to seek now to myself
away with away that
made a hole.
Ambivalence
and an impression
out of these lone fields.
Out in the pale light.
The rain has come and gone.
Frith away.
Frith away
where the wind is low.
Thin breeze, solid
and keep day and night
in perspective.
Of the morning sun.
Frith away where
to seek now to myself
away with away that
made a hole.
Ambivalence
and an impression
out of these lone fields.
Out in the pale light.
The rain has come and gone.
Frith away.
Frith away
where the wind is low.
Thin breeze, solid
and keep day and night
in perspective.
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Ambivalence and an Impression
Ambivalence and an Impression