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the more the fertility of the sleeves grows
the more you pick up lakes of sweet-water
without having received any invitation-card
and without touching them

don’t you know the chimneys
of the child-hospital
are still very much serious

even they have banned
the movements of the lips
of the cold lamp-stand

if the lassie of the afternoon blooms late
then does it carry any un-time
to the plum and date-plam

even-then no working-day
has been gone wasted
in the plant of manufacturing rose-petals

in every park of the town there fly
the afternoon-songs composed
by the balconies

the saleable masks by and by get tired
in the wind that is bound by promises

twenty-one moons hide themselves
in the student-hostel

you may call them public
you may call them mass

how would they go bankrupted
within so much awakenings

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