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Light tossed on dark ways or kinship burn in fires crackling a Birch's sting to Heterodox thought lost in the Who of the Tree That flew, flew like bir

Light tossed on
dark ways or
kinship burn in
fires crackling
a Birch's sting to
Heterodox thought lost
in the Who of the Tree
That flew, flew like birds
leaving eyes blinded
as knowledge shines White
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