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5.105
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all by whim
how lovely wonderful a world
where we come sunshone
drink sky in
make the needful
bless by bliss
a leafrise
and a furling world
with breeze to cheek
golden still
and just as if we dreamt
with words for every wish
imagine!
it’s as if we were here right now
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