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The Vision of Four

JULY 25 '76 THE VISION OF FOUR A sound comes up, A thought in dance, Hands for balance. Joined now by another, Closer to the roots And through limbs A warming chill. An early remembrance, Growing land. Tomorrow, Rising dawn, ripping as from mid-pond.

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