Then

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Then when I’ve seen my path

unwound like kite string

tangled

on the floor

Then when I’ve scrambled

up each treeimage

found who lives where

and closed

each door

Then when the sunset leans in for me

I will go

and go on no more

Then you will know me onlyimage

by my path and my nest and my sun

frozen on a sunset walk

into spring

 

 


 

 

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