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 To the Reader by Denise Levertov 
						As you read, a white bear leisurelypees, dyeing the snow
 saffron,
 
 and as you read, many gods
 lie among lianas: eyes of obsidian
 are watching the generations of leaves,
 
 and as you read
 the sea is turning its dark pages,
 turning
 its dark pages.
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