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Only now it's dark  
Can the moon shine  
Only when the moon  
Shines can I see the dark  

As they sleep  
I wake  
Early light on stream billows in air ripples  
Over the nettles  
Wake the sleeping muntjac skips skyward  
And disappears  
And cows and bees muzz and crow cuckle  
My nose so rich with waking grasses lilacs
Whites drying their broomheads  
Their blooms rubbing their eyes  
And the finches chat morning dreams  
Of driving cars and building roads  
And golden Ra becomes a silver disc  
And I just a man and you just a sun  
And the mozzies in between  
Born again each moment  
As the sport birds fly low on the game fields  
Through your painted sky  
And we hail the sun  
All hail the sun  
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