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61 TIME—THE PASSAGE OF TIME Kill the black cobra Whose hood is the terror Of loneness and darkness And death in the mirror; Kill the gold python Who hangs in the forest— Whose way is by winding By nearest and dearest; But fear the clear serpent Transparent as morning Who glides without color— So soft is his turning He flows on the grass, And the grass is not flowing— He breathes on the leaf, And the leaf is not blowing. ...

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