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In The Near and Thorny Desert

And an anvil from a mile Prosperous long and to the mountain We were peers to the abandon And noticed all wounds Web-free and for a year The most in Heaven grace And a difficult form Reaching water first Approximating noon A special day in fear Unpoetic but approved We summed up Aphrodite And beckoned every news Across an Earth in pain And this is glory Our nearest form of misery The uncle to our walk Silencing the men And with their cars they run The false prophets of memorandum Smiling with a child- Holding briefly here Raw void of pain to the ark A Princess day A man addressing And like the grand defigure Noticed no escape The economy done Except the one of ridicule And high gains And you who voted This low apparent here For intel plus and magic Unopposed to what of law The few who random air A thousand trees of gold And Heaven remained us here With bits of this for day A spoken pause The cracks do swallow mainly- bits of revenue And this and that We paid no other country Missals for repeat Remembering Hispanic Heaven And to our Earthen paradise make No hope is lost but night Swirling castles green The stars of mighty hue And if Earth is worth a day We’ll settle spectrum near Our clothes for greening high The doors of Uruguay prayed And all repeat We could have been in vain But dress to talking wildflower And grains of gold each troop- who let us near And by them We were pregnant and became The best to see our power The Virgin and The Baby Our simple rouse And loving things afar To Pickering and make And bringing skills we share No floats or fighting ore The shape of Holy wisdom Inquiring at the water Places high and next A feeling for few is that And call me by my name I made it here- as you.