Parading

I want to be lifted up

Stored with the secrets of the wheat and the mysterious lives —James Wright
By some great white bird unknown to the police,
By some great white bird unknown to the police,
And soar for a thousand miles and be carefully hidden
And soar for a thousand miles and be carefully hidden
Modest and golden as one last corn grain,
Modest and golden as one last corn grain,
Stored with the secrets of the wheat and the mysterious lives —James Wright
Stored with the secrets of the wheat and the mysterious lives
—James Wright

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