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Today was a rain-sleet
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Between the Rememberforget
Down at the landdawn where willows grow tall And the moon-tide neaps the waves Down at the strewnquilt sunspilt surge And the mouthydark wet of the caves Down at the flitterfished shallows of edge Where the toe-slip seaweed lies And where seashelly soddens are garnished with sedge To the strutbeaking herring-gull cries Down at the weedystrewn straggling hem At the lip of the waterywet This is where stories are made up and mended Between the rememberforget |
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