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you down you write me back I write you a letter you write
me one better and there go you and here come I
where you and I may meet may fight but here there is no night
and I see you see me and if then better than if one might
if one white had struck all yellow and blue and black and green
and all rolled into a ball of white yet here there is no night
here you read the letter as written not the night
as performed and this would be nice you and I and nothing between
the same event twice a ball of white as I write I write.
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