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The Little GirlBoy Lost
Child, you are futurity
your prophetic going
That indignant walk
The maiden Youthboy
lost in Naked Beams
little wild crime
as a white lioness there
curtains of birds come
prime song Met with rising grass
strange waves underneath
frowning wanderer, pale as vapour
the mooneye cave shakes
the earth licks the grave 
The Little GirlBoy Lost
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