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Undone
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46 Undone We are undone. In the time it takes For summer to come And unwrap the spring— We are undone. When the sun sets Upon the green ocean And day is no more— We are undone. By the edge of night, Beside the bunk beds Where our children sleep— We are undone. On every stranger’s tongue That speaks to us through A circle of broken dreams— We are undone. And at love’s front door, With only a tiny drum To keep our beat steady— We are undone. ...