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The morning mellowed
And darkness died
The sunrise slept
While children cried.
The lonely love
In the winter white
Tasted truth
And fled the fight.
The quiet quote
Was heard howling
Over and over
Yelling and yearning.
The veering and venturing
Bewildered belief
Pursued the one place
That rewards relief.
No one noticed
The upheavals under
The jerking jousts
The arresting anger.
When the zeal is zapped
And interests injured
The killing by kites
Is eagerly endured.
And the godly ghosts
Still haunt the xanthic xystus.
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