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Here we picked wild strawberries, though in my memory we're neither here nor missing
Or I'd scuff out by myself at dusk, proud to be lonely
Now everything's in bloom along the road at once: tansy mustard, sow thistle, fescue, burdock, so...

Along the sun-drenched roadside, from the greathollow half-treetrunk, which for generationshas been a trough, renewing in itselfan inch or two of rain,
I satisfymy thirst: taking the water's pristine coolnessinto my whole body through my wris...