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Waters' Grey Vapors
01:48
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St. Maria
Southern sail
Waters' gray vapors
Incentive haven
Harbor
Her bow
Sun
Harbor
Her bow
Sun
No small interest
Watch her loop-hole
Harbor
Her bow
Sun
Harbor
Her bow
Sun
Sun
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Noble claimants and reputations
Honesty lustres stakes and daggers
Take the test and listen to the bait disguise
Vanity bodies emanating
Weakest creatures, a virtue plating
Liars divest dollar signs and broken limbs
Waving handkerchiefs
He sat reluctantly down
Absent guardian
Humiliating sounds
His prevented lips
A neon revery
As the chant ended
The pregnant hollows burst
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What impression
Call a moment to convince
Purge the instant
Bank a battery of roars
Guns and caissons
Horses fired a red streak round
Red streak lightning
Emphasized their legs and
Crowded thunder deathwound
Before his face on the
Ground with fibres glitter
Sometimes the grey form of
Lances busy axes
Of a gray smoke ribboning
Where green woods scuffle
Save for the colours of sea
From the ocean
Foaming white and dipped in rose
Two unbuttoned
Dangled as he gazed eastward
Timbers turned stump
Stern the faces to and fro
Slashed in his voice
Although steady was a
Crowded thunder deathwound
Before his face on the
Ground with fibres glitter
Sometimes the grey form of
Lances busy axes
Of a gray smoke ribboning
Where green woods scuffle
Save for the colours of
Crowded thunder deathwound
Before his face on the
Ground with fibres glitter
Sometimes the grey form of
Lances busy axes
Of a gray smoke ribboning
Where green woods scuffle
Save for the colours of sea and grey
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4. |
Three Scrawny Game-Cocks
01:50
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Scampering the Frontier
02:21
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Young lieutenant lay beside the glass
So far as i can see at last one man
Field glass at us and this is war
No lieutenant bloch the game's a draw
There's the harvest of course run
Scampering the frontier
Half a dozen columns cloud of air
Coming straight defender horsemen there
Outflank and then bolted afternoon
Bump invader 'gainst defence and loom
There's the harvest of course run
Scampering the frontier
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She lies
Burned black
Rain hair
Dust brown
Mouth sun
Vineyards
Islands
Surf wind
Turning earth
Evening wind
Great groves roll
Ironwood
Hickory
Under knees
Her dusty
Belly flecked
We will lift
We will drop
Softly home
Curled about
Slip and leap
Pools in drains
Hundred yet
Taking tea
Small plum
She rides
Ss spread
Retreat
There will
Be time
To face
To meet
Turning earth
Evening wind
Great groves roll
Ironwood
Hickory
Under knees
Her dusty
Belly flecked
We will lift
We will drop
Softly home
Curled about
Slip and leap
Pools in drains
Hundred yet
Taking tea
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Wonderful
Underfoot
Mouth lining
Shred gaze
Cling bubble
Mock trial
Crone cradle
Shore key
So far gone
Look five feet
Latent
Paint evening
Stiffness
So far gone
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8. |
I Do the Constellations
01:27
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9. |
The Silver, Take It Back
03:22
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Silver headed 'brella hat a long time
Barrier we clapped together sideboard
Standing clock face
Open they would pop and brush the grass strips
Brush the grass strips
Lantern trunk
Smooth it off and lay the brush inside trunk
Carry it into the pit
The silver, take it back and
Winter bright
The clock hand hour marks
You spoke of night
Go call the brush and hide the candle light
The kitchen clock is filled with orchard might
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Jewels from the field came
Fifteen feet a single file
Circle full head cotton rows
Logs and fallen square window
Go
Shimmering a single pitch
Empty walls give brick-hard drift
Steps inside a single stride
Staring through with eyes of snow
Go
Fitted edges soft gold knees
Better carpenter alert
In a game of quickness ledge
Careful difference number axe
Go
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Three brown-red heron birds
Gray town lines scream anew
Two railway station arms
One habit to perform
Coach to laugh
Sway by half
Opulent
Blue leisure hotel
He wore a blue fur cap
Shining a hundred loud
Of shaky quick ranch hands
Blue hotel take me back
Coach to laugh
Sway by half
Opulent
Blue leisure hotel
Luminous gaff
Surfeit of gas
Iron dust
Blue leisure hotel
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Strewn in Rows
07:17
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Fierce cries
Strewn in rows
Well dressed
Silent
Grinding wheels
Vague rain
Somber
Slowly
Lodging
Sidewalk
Flowing
Pleasure shoe
Monster
Door post
Seemed to snap
Oil
Sign
Somber
Slowly
Lodging
Side walk
Street lamps
Shook his head
Whiskers
Up in bed
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