Leafless Dress
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James McLain
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The leafless dress of the silk of fine clothes,
hides the ring, of the horn which blows with the sound, birds of wind.
The raining sun it shines down and the new found sound,
is something of which all behold.
Perhaps it is withdrawn from hearing of thus from thee,
unto you did I not think that perhaps or we would, love to call with wings.
And of me, whom perhaps as for the wind I was thus informed.
Something remained,
and being ever so high, never can his sight be withdrawn.
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