one long, long black eye

a burning
foreground
mirror

on the side
occupied
occupied

near where
white sheep
grew their wool back
at twice their
former size

and to own
was a promise
to own
everything
but the left
by wayside

and the night was
one long
one long
one long
one long
long black eye

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