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young I have sung
I've sung young
in glassy pools us fools formed
our figures are lingered until the rose
pink dawn hit us and we stretched and fetched our shoes
our clothes and our glow throwing flutes
at you and the others who were growling
asking beckoning soliciting
the waves and the branches held the morning then
between orange leaves and foaming breaths
now we must be silent and have our sleep
and if we must fight let us in our dreams
