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  Lynn Strongin
   
     
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Into what readiness we put our home
before guests came
who never came.
 
The whole apple-cart was thrown over
ruined red ran into soil
 
An irreverent slant toward things
No confusion between dark
& light.        Bleakness this was at full, taken by the flood, the throat, ripened.
 

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