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Green

D H Lawrence

Mar 23
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The dawn was apple-green,	
The sky was green wine held up in the sun,	
The moon was a golden petal between.	
 
She opened her eyes, and green	
They shone, clear like flowers undone
For the first time, now for the first time seen.
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