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        is bundled pink  gentler than what
    communing with misery  calling
            black river
                   green
               wafting
two bats in the eves  an organ at its center
    you'll say you're sorry too
               for what they look like
  night thoughts  glancing away from it
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         even if she were out of a place
    with natural relatives
              and relatives
  would there be room enough  thirst for thirst