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I held a Jewel in my fingers –
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Please linger / near the
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this scene has a tune
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the knives of my fingers tap
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I have nothing to give, and make a poor servant,
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And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
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not a fly or a mosquito, not a cricket or a bee, but the Luna moth
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What if you felt the invisible
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Listen
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“road / to nowhere,” observing all the flowering trees
