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Round
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[54] Round You go out in the dark Come back with hands full Of stolen peaches— Still fuzzy from the neighbor’s Old neglected tree, Fruit no one else will pick. Once in a deciduous wood I saw a snapping turtle Lay her eggs in the middle Of a dirt road. After all our nights Together under a half moon I can’t believe our luck Won’t hold again. ...
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