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ten billion light years away a star explodes its light still out there building the iron for my car the dust that built our planet earth ...
She’s a delicate rose Found in flowery prose And I’m not her. ...
Outside the Library, the pigeons do to Redmond Barry what Ned Kelly never could.
sun after rain a fox dares me to cross her path
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grey dawn thin old moon alone and radiant