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27 Daughter I will fly you to the city. Stars will light the black sky as you land. That’s a lie. Expect more light than dark can hold. You must learn to live with it like dreams stacked in the corner. Sleep with your eyes open. I will send you to the mountains where a breeze sketches your face, daisies bleach the lower slopes, moss tempers the north side. Lie down and close your eyes. If I say yellow, do you feel on your lids the silk of the sun? I say red. Never depend on light to render the shapes you need. This page intentionally left blank ...

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