Lain in Nature — so suffice us
The enchantless Pod
When we advertise existence
For the missing Seed —
Maddest Heart that God created
Cannot move a sod
Pasted by the simple summer
On the Longed for Dead
Lain in Nature — so suffice us
The enchantless Pod
When we advertise existence
For the missing Seed —
Maddest Heart that God created
Cannot move a sod
Pasted by the simple summer
On the Longed for Dead
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