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I Can Hear It
A blazing sun,
Orange or gold -
I don’t know;
My skin is cold;
My soul is cold;
My heart is cold.
What was it
That you wanted
To
Know?
O
That procession
That
Progression
Of
Spirits
I can feel it
I can
Hear
It
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