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29 BaBylon Years ago we camped in a northern field: The snow Her snow-white skin By the black oaks we leaned together and looked back: Our steps alone leading from tree to tree shadowed that surface with a darker white All afternoon icicles glittered like frozen gardens in Babylon And still today when I see snow broken by boots in a white sun my heart shivers with wonder and her voice cries in the cold the words slanting like sleet on fire: We will be together forever from this day on! ...

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