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Good Company

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I know each day will bring the task,
I force my lips into a grin.
Wild storms passing by, the world's
alright and luck is kind.
If I deny things past finding out, I will
to me a facile pen.
What do I gain by what I have undone?
I can't find words to express them.
Today I have grown taller by walking
with the trees.
Why am I not a swift runner?
The call of the blackird from the maples
in the dusk, wearing a victors stamp.

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