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The Indiginous Account of a Lost Boy
The night is still
And I lie awake beneath
Its pressure

My existence is so loud, clumsy
Echoing through the quite house
Upon the hill

Today, tonight, tomorrow
Or the murky blue-grey waters
That flow between
Whichever one happens to be now,
I have seen some wonderful things.

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