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You bear the basket
Filled with blooms
And hope
Ignorant of calendar
And knees
Some days the gait
Is quick
Others (today) it is
Slow and mute
No sun trumpets
No sighs of desire
Filling your vessel
Only the clamor
Of blooms and hope;
Stirred (not shaken) memories of
Double X and Y

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