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— 3 —
Spring was colder than winter
and you were gone
and the rain so hard we couldn't look up,
or see you, looking sideways,
your canyons laughing,
and your skies —
though it was houses you understood,
and people,
— who are mysteries —
— I'd rather watch Magellanic clouds —
Spring was colder than winter
and you were gone
though I wouldn't admit it,
couldn't
But the cold is biting and the rain rains
And I suppose something is happening
but God only knows what it is
in the grey, with you gone.
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