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     I am not suited
dear Emily with the second
verse - It is remarkable as the
chain lightening that blinds us
hot nights in the Southern sky
but it does not go with the
ghostly shimmer of the first verse
as well as the other one - It just
occurs to me that the first verse
is complete in itself it needs
no other, and can't be coupled -
Strange things always go alone - as
there is only one Gabriel and one
Sun - You never made a peer

for that verse, and I guess you[r]
kingdom does'nt hold one - I
always go to the fire and get warm
after thinking of it, but I never
can again -      The flowers are sweet
and bright and look as if they
would kiss one - ah, they expect
a humming-bird - Thanks for
them of course - and not thanks
only recognition either - Did it
ever occur to you that is all there
is here after all - "Lord that I
may receive my sight"____

     Susan is tired making bibs for
her bird - her ring-dove - he will
paint my cheeks when I am old
to pay me -

     Sue -

H bMS Am 1118.95, Box 9


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