How shall I greet thee? - In silence and tears , Three Summers since - I chose a maid, Pouring light and air - into an envelope, I run just one - ov my daddy's shops, I will not have my thoughts - Instead of thee, a few leaves lay - on the starving sod, See the mountains - kiss high heaven, I decide to do it free - without a rope or net, The same three plates,  - the tin cups painted blue, It is my father - who keeps stumbling, I space-walk through - the empty bedrooms, The fizzy movie tomorrows - the right walk home could bring, Two days of rain and then - a break in which we walked, A sudden though of one so pale - For love of her, The small, the scorching ordeals - which fire one's irresolute clay,

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