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his year-long reunion only I am astrangersurrounded by gifts like a babe in themangera feast for thousands many years in themakingand I have done nothing is it mine forthe takingoh oh ohoh oh oha washer of windows for newborn babiesa pat on the back from the grey-hairedold ladiesunder the pavilion many miles from homethe rain was a barrier I felt so aloneoh oh ohoh oh o
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