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T H E O K O N D R I N G - G E D I C H T E
The night murmurs at the window cross as eyelids sink deep
A red flagpole rises in the bright zenith
A sweet smile bares white teeth
Silver steel harps spiked with sun ears of corn
and mighty silver carriages saddle the suction
Rolling reaction rotators
Dark millionard dreams
Gold flows down marble stairs
Silver weeping drips from a girl's closed eyes
A lonely flame flutters at the forest
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