Poem by Edward Estlin Cummings

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because i love you)last night

clothed in sealace
appeared to me
your mind drifting
with chuckling rubbish
of pearl weed coral and stones;

lifted,and(before my
eyes sinking)inward,fled;softly
your face smile breasts gargled
by death  rowned only

again carefully through deepness to rise
these your wrists
thighs feet hands

poising
      to again utterly disappear;
rushing gently swiftly creeping
through my dreams last
night,all of your
body with its spirit floated
(clothed only in

the tide's acute weaving murmur

1. next to of course god america i
2. dying is fine
3. i have found what you are like
4. it may not always be so
5. All in green went my love riding

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