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Oh, to be not anyone
Gone this maze of being skin
Oh, to cry not any cry
So mournful that the dove just laughs the steadfast gasps.
Oh, to owe not anyone
Nothing to be
Not here but here
Forsaking equatorial bliss.
Who walked through the callow mist
Dressed in scraps
Who walked the curve of the world
Whose bone scraped, whose flesh unfurled.
Who grieves not, anyone gone to greet lame
The inspired sky amazed to stumble
Where god's get lost
Beneath the southern cross.
Album
 Beneath The Southern Cross
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