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He Died at Dawn

Night of four moons
and a single tree
with a single shadow
and a single bird.

I search my flesh for the
mark of your lips.
The fountain kisses the wind
without touching it.

The No you told me I bear
in the palm of my hand
like an olf-white
wax lemon.

Night of four moons
and a single tree.
On the point of a needle
there’s my love
spinning!

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