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  gathering dog-lime walks in the gutter without looking up and his tread is more majestic than that of the Episcopal minister approaching the pulpit of a Sunday. These things astonish me beyond words. 

LOVE SONG

Daisies are broken petals are news of the day stems lift to the grass tops they catch on shoes part in the middle leave root and leaves secure.

Black branches carry square leaves to the wood's top. They hold firm break with a roar show the white!

Your moods are slow the shedding of leaves 