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If only every pair of arms in the world

Were flowers

Every set of eyes the sky

And every soul just as bluey

I could rest

And fold in hands

And in ribs

And tounges

I am reaping a steady sun

No six days of noon

No lasting purple dusk

If every hour

Were a pink and ending sky

I could sleep

And fold in dreams

And in hearts

And love