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Sand Barren

Flat on your stomach for a day You'd see catchfly

sleeping, Venus Looking in her glass, the

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slow Opening and closing Of earthstars, ladies'

tresses Nodding to the hog-nosed

snake Who slides past the deer's Double indentations, Loosening the grains of

sand On the hoofprint's lip. In

dreams You'll see the avalanche.

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