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RETURN FOR AN INSTANT
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What was it like, God of mine, what was it like?
-Oh unfaithful heart, indecisive intelligence!
Was it like the going by of the wind?
Like the disappearance of the spring?
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As nimble, as changeable, as weightless
as milkweed seeds in summer...Yes! Indefinite
as a smile which is lost forever in a laugh...
Arrogant in the air, just like a flag!
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Flag, smile, milkweed pod, swift
spring in June, clear wind!...
Your celebration was so wild, so sad!
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All your changes ended up in nothing -
remembrance, a blind bee of bitter things!--
I don't know what you were like, but you were!
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