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There is a place (believe me,
she said) where if, if
you go beyond
the street lights, to the lane's end,
At dawn, she climbs over the horizonto slink between the curtainsand rest her head on your pillow.
This is the kingdom of the Water Bear.
To enter here, you have to shrink
and slow down, down. A day
is one tick of the clock, one blink
Tell me, Mama,Where does the sun come fromin the morning?
Where does it go towhen it reaches the edge of the field?
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