Of Humans The Stains They Leave
Angels without knees
aprons spotless starched
as beards of saints
complain of humans
the stains they leave
Overheard
between the fork
and spoon obscenely
crossed
one angel to another:
They call it love
what we are supposed
sublimely to sing of
but frankly all that
pushing and shoving
faces in agony the
cries and curses all
that pulling at flesh
bruised as the moon
this can't be love
We stand without legs
the better for it but
for these we must attend
bent over their plates
greedy to have at each
other again to marriage
beds one last time
And then the singing
begins
an eternity
songs about dirt
about longing to return
how all hurts there
mean something
after all
poem by Warren Falcon
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Response To Bernadette Mayer's 'First Turn To Me...
'you appear without notice and with flowers
I fall for it and we become missionaries
we lie together one night, exhausted couplets
and don't make love. does this mean we've had enough? '
- Bernadette Mayer
Failing the Grand Coniunctio
this is the only one we know
the one where we eat dirt
and swallow, are filled and
swell belly up a meal to be
eaten when the Messiah comes
Leviathan is our heavenly bridegroom
presses the banquet table with elbows
manners forsaken in the end
yanks at sallow meat forsaking
the wine which has turned
no First Wedding miracle can
be repeated - no do-overs here
Candles burn on as always, false promises
All the doors are marked EXIT
Still we must try
at the Feast
make small talk
look interested
all the while thinking
This is it?
Angels without knees
aprons spotless starched
as beards of saints
complain of humans
the stains they leave
Overheard
between the fork
and spoon obscenely
crossed
one angel to another:
They call it love
what we are supposed
sublimely to sing of
but frankly all that
pushing and shoving
faces in agony the
cries and curses all
that pulling at flesh
bruised as the moon
this can't be love
We stand without legs
the better for it but
for these we must attend
bent over their plates
greedy to have at each
other again to marriage
beds one last time
And then the singing
begins
an eternity
songs about dirt
about longing to return
how all hurts there
mean something
after all
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poem by Warren Falcon
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Angels Are Not Saints
angels are not saints, we do believe that they exist
they can even transform themselves into human for
form, but still remain to what they are in their natural
phenomenon
they are called by many names, they too have rank to
obey, for angels lives like us, who work and have task
given by their master, in some moments we see them,
as they appears everyone notice them for angels, are
favorite images in every literature
angels are not God, that can judge nor an icon to be adored
in the altar that we throne, for only they serve to the master
where they return, in God's wisdom they are form
all angels are holy, but not a saints, as it could be, for only
man's nature reserved to be, by holiness one's sinfulness
make us saint in all eternity
angels is in highest stage, where over and above human sphere,
never that they are superior nor inferior to human lure, for one
mistake subject to be thrown to the fire that burn
angels are angels never be a saints for eternity, for our destiny
they are made, forever they well always lead us, we equal the
same beginning in the image and likeness of God, we took
and shared one love, a breath that last for a lifetime
angels as we, differ from they, who by the one who sent them,
reminds us all, to be, in a nation of saints not of an angel
where we are call
poem by Antonio Liao
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I the somber moon
I, the somber moon
watching,
waitting,
questioning the human mind
as I bare witness to every crime
blood curling screams pierce my fragil ears
I''m unable to cry
unable to look away
I, the heart broken moon
seeking,
weeping,
discovering the fine arts of romance
always being rejected my teh blazing hot sun
singing songs of passion and love
to the holy Heavons above
I, the grieving moon
pushing,
pulling,
shoving against the motherly ocean
drowning thousands of innocent souls in rage
later being left alone to face the aftermath in pain
feeling guilty and ashamed
I, the somber moon
glistening in the sky
lighting up the dreary night
cursed forever the watch in horror
AS
Time
Slowly
Passes
BY
poem by Keysha Sanchez
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Undying Angels Love
Cricket’s fly, butterflies die
Angels wings, angels fly
Yesterdays dreams tomorrow will pass by
My angel stays...yes our love wont cry
The time of my soul will wait
And angels won’t fear to let me grieve
I’m here my angel I’m here
Let me lightened your darkest days
I’m here my angel, I’m here
You and I, never let fall our tears
I love you my cricket angel
Love always, your butterfly angel won’t leave..
i love you...
always,
- your butterfly angel -
poem by Tough Angel fly purple butterfly fly
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Sing to Me Your Love Songs
Sing to me your love songs.
And I will sing to you,
No blues of those experiences...
I've seen and have lived through.
Sing to me those love songs sung,
And I will sing to you...
Of a love I knew.
With no lasting harmony,
Starting in the beginning when it begun.
I wish, I do...
Since meeting you,
I could begin with a freshness...
Clear of heartbreak,
That seemed to pain as it grew.
I wish, I do...
I could be free,
Of long lasting memories.
That come to haunt...
As in pursuit,
To destroy me emotionally.
Sing!
Sing to me your love songs.
And I'll sing to you...
Of no sorrows I knew.
Sing!
Sing to me of those love songs...
I've been needing desperately.
Don't stop if from eyes tears drop.
This may be the start...
Of pushing old pains kept away.
Sing to me your love songs sweet...
I feel a presence,
Of something wanted I need to stay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Muse About A Great Love
I would sit on the moon and and shower down the stars
If it could make you love me, I would jump from Earth to Mars
I would gather all the clouds in the sky for you to rest your head
Just to hear I love you, spoken and said
I would climb the tallest mountain, and scream your name
Echoing all over the world just for you to acclaim
My love is so intense it burns deeply into my heart
Oh love please never leave, never let your love depart
My Angel I'll be waiting forever, for you to return my love
On bended knees I pray to that you will be mine, from above
I will wait for all eternity, and I know I must have you
I pray sometime before I expire, all my dreams will finally come through!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Don't Go
AndersonHoweSquireWhite
September 11, 2001
Don't be so cruel hurting yourself
Don't be so greedy making it bad
Don't be so dark echoing out
Don't spend the day waiting for me
After all you didn't have to do it
You broke your own heart; it hurt you so bad
Why don't you take your defense down a little
Or you won't understand at all
Don't go, don't go let it
Don't go, don't go let it
Don't take love for granted
We were supposed to be together forever
Don't take love
We were supposed to be together forever, yeah yeah
Don't take love
Don't be so sad scream at the moon
Don't let your words come out too soon
You beat yourself up
So don't spend a day, hey, waiting for me
I can see you had to be your own father
I know he walked out on you
Hey, but that's in the past
You see you don't have a leg to stand on
You're just fooling yourself again
Don't go take it out
Don't go let it
Don't go take it out
Don't go let it
Don't take love
We were supposed to be friends forever, yeah yeah
Don't go take it out
Don't go let it in
We were supposed to be friends forever, yeah yeah
Don't go take it out
We were supposed to be friends forever?
So he booked himself a trip, extended holiday
None of this always working late
The porter took him to his room; he headed for the bar
To get another drink
She got a phone call saying her lover had ran away
Just another phone call, another bad day
She packed her keys got out of town
Stole her best friend's car
Promised he would bring it back
That's what frien
song performed by by Yes
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Don't Go
AndersonHoweSquireWhite
September 11, 2001
Don't be so cruel hurting yourself
Don't be so greedy making it bad
Don't be so dark echoing out
Don't spend the day waiting for me
After all you didn't have to do it
You broke your own heart; it hurt you so bad
Why don't you take your defense down a little
Or you won't understand at all
Don't go, don't go let it
Don't go, don't go let it
Don't take love for granted
We were supposed to be together forever
Don't take love
We were supposed to be together forever, yeah yeah
Don't take love
Don't be so sad scream at the moon
Don't let your words come out too soon
You beat yourself up
So don't spend a day, hey, waiting for me
I can see you had to be your own father
I know he walked out on you
Hey, but that's in the past
You see you don't have a leg to stand on
You're just fooling yourself again
Don't go take it out
Don't go let it
Don't go take it out
Don't go let it
Don't take love
We were supposed to be friends forever, yeah yeah
Don't go take it out
Don't go let it in
We were supposed to be friends forever, yeah yeah
Don't go take it out
We were supposed to be friends forever?
So he booked himself a trip, extended holiday
None of this always working late
The porter took him to his room; he headed for the bar
To get another drink
She got a phone call saying her lover had ran away
Just another phone call, another bad day
She packed her keys got out of town
Stole her best friend's car
Promised he would bring it back
That's what frien
song performed by by Yes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Please Don't Pass Me By
I was walking in new york city and i brushed up against the man in front of me. i felt a cardboard placard on his back. and when we passed a streetlight, i could read it, it said "please do
Ass me by - i am blind, but you can see -i've been blinded totally - please don't pass me by." i was walking along 7th avenue, when i came to 14th street i saw on the corner curious mutilat
Of the human form; it was a school for handicapped people. and there were cripples, and people in wheelchairs and crutches and it was snowing, and i got this sense that the whole city was singin
S:
Oh please don't pass me by,
Oh please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, but you can see,
Yes, i've been blinded totally,
Oh please don't pass me by.
And you know as i was walking i thought it was them who were singing it, i thought it was they who were singing it, i thought it was the other who was singing it, i thought it was someone else.
S i moved along i knew it was me, and that i was singing it to myself. it went:
Please don't pass me by,
Oh please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, but you can see,
Well, i've been blinded totally,
Oh please don't pass me by.
Oh please don't pass me by.
Now i know that you're sitting there deep in your velvet seats and you're thinking "uh, he's up there saying something that he thinks about, but i'll never have to sing that song." but
Omise you friends, that you're going to be singing this song: it may not be tonight, it may not be tomorrow, but one day you'll be on your knees and i want you to know the words when the time co
Because you're going to have to sing it to yourself, or to another, or to your brother. you're going to have to learn to sing this song, it goes:
Please don't pass me by,
Ah you don't have to sing this .. not for you.
Please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, but you can see,
Yes, i've been blinded totally,
Oh please don't pass me by.
Well i sing this for the jews and the gypsies and the smoke that they made. and i sing this for the children of england, their faces so grave. and i sing this for a saviour with no one to save.
Won't you be naked for me? hey, won't you be naked for me? it goes:
Please don't pass me by,
Oh please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, but you can see,
Yes, i've been blinded totally,
Oh now, please don't pass me by.
Now there's nothing that i tell you that will help you connect the blood tortured night with the day that comes next. but i want it to hurt you, i want it to end. oh, won't you be naked for me?
W:
Please don't pass me by,
Oh please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, but you can see,
Yes, i've been blinded totally,
Oh now, please don't pass me by.
Well i sing this song for you blonde beasts, i sing this song for you venuses upon your shells on the foam of the sea. and i sing this for the freaks and the cripples, and the hunchback, and the
Ed, and the burning, and the maimed, and the broken, and the torn, and all of those that you talk about at the coffee tables, at the meetings, and the demonstrations, on the streets, in your mus
N my songs. i mean the real ones that are burning, i mean the real ones that are burning
I say, please don't pass me by,
Oh now, please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, but you can see,
Ah now, i've been blinded totally,
Oh no, please don't pass me by.
I know that you still think that its me. i know that you think that there's somebody else. i know that these words aren't yours. but i tell you friends that one day
You're going to get down on your knees,
You're going to get down on your knees,
You're going to get down on your knees,
You're going to get down on your knees,
You're going to get down on your knees,
You're going to get down on your knees,
You're going to get down on your knees,
You're going to get down on your knees,
You're going to get down ...
Oh, please don't pass me by,
Oh, please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, yeah but you can see,
Yes, i've been blinded totally,
Oh, please don't pass me by.
Well you know i have my songs and i have my poems. i have my book and i have the army, and sometimes i have your applause. i make some money, but you know what my friends, i'm still out there on
Corner. i'm with the freaks, i'm with the hunted, i'm with the maimed, yes i'm with the torn, i'm with the down, i'm with the poor. come on now ...
Ah, please don't pass me by,
Well i've got to go now friends,
But, please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, yeah but you can see,
Oh, i've been blinded, i've been blinded totally,
Oh now, please don't pass me by.
Now i want to take away my dignity, yes take my dignity. my friends, take my dignity, take my form, take my style, take my honour, take my courage, take my time, take my time, .. time .. 'cause
Now i'm with you singing this song. and i wish you would, i wish you would, i wish you would go home with someone else. wish you'd go home with someone else. i wish you'd go home with someone el
On't be the person that you came with. oh, don't be the person that you came with, oh don't be the person that you came with. ah, i'm not going to be. i can't stand him. i can't stand who i am.
S why i've got to get down on my knees. because i can't make it by myself. i'm not by myself anymore because the man i was before he was a tyrant, he was a slave, he was in chains, he was broken
Then he sang:
Oh, please don't pass me by,
Oh, please don't pass me by,
For i am blind, yes i am blind, oh but you can see,
Yes, i've been blinded totally,
Oh, please don't pass me by.
Well i hope i see you out there on the corner. yeah i hope as i go by that i hear you whisper with the breeze. because i'm going to leave you now, i'm going to find me someone new. find someone
And please don't pass me by.
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Angel Of The Morning
(chip taylor)
Producer for bonnie: jimmy smyth
Therell be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can find your heart
And theres no need to take a stand
For it was I who choose to start
I see no need to take me home
Im old enough to face the dawn
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me
Oh my baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away from me
Maybe the sunlight will be dim
But it wont matter anyhow
If mornings echoes say weve sinned
Then it was what I wanted now
And if were victims of the night
I wont be blinded by the light
Oh my baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning
Then slowly turn away from me
Baby baby baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me
Oh my baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me
Oh my baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Tug Of War
Its a tug of war
What with one thing and another
Its a tug of war
We expected more
But with one thing and another
We were trying to outdo each other
In a tug of war
In another world
In another world we could
Stand on top of the mountain
With our flag unfurled
In a time to come
In a time to come we will be
Dancing to the beat played
On a different drum
Its a tug of war
Though I know I mustnt grumble
It s a tug of war
But I cant let go
If I do youll take a tumble
And the whole thing is going to crumble
Its a tug of war
Pushing pushing, pulling puliing
Pushing and pulling
In years to come they may discover
What the air we breathe and the life we lead
Are all about
But it wont be soon enough
Soon enough for me
No it wont be soon enough
Soon enough for me
In another world we couid
Stand on top of the mountain
With our flag unfurled
In a time to come we willbe
Dancing to the beat played
On a different drum
We will be dancing to the beat
Played on a different drum
We will be dancing to the beat
Played on a different drum
Its a tug of war, a tug of war
A tug of war
What with one thing and another
Its a tug of war
We expected more
But with one thing and another
In a tug of war
Pushing pushing, pulling pulling
Pushing and pulling
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Strawberries
There were never strawberries
like the ones we had
that sultry afternoon
sitting on the step
of the open french window
facing each other
your knees held in mine
the blue plates in our laps
the strawberries glistening
in the hot sunlight
we dipped them in sugar
looking at each other
not hurrying the feast
for one to come
the empty plates
laid on the stone together
with the two forks crossed
and I bent towards you
sweet in that air
in my arms
abandoned like a child
from your eager mouth
the taste of strawberries
in my memory
lean back again
let me love you
let the sun beat
on our forgetfulness
one hour of all
the heat intense
and summer lightning
on the Kilpatrick hills
let the storm wash the plates
poem by Edwin Morgan
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I Sing A Sad Song
I sing a sad song for the cold, lonely
Moments no one will admit to aloud.
I sing a sad song for all of the broken
Promises,
Wrought by circumstances beyond
Anyone's control.
I sing a sad song for the faces pressing
Against the window panes in longing.
I sing a sad song for wild anticipation
Of days that never come.
I sing a sad song for the telephone
That never rings enough.
I sing a sad song for dreams woven of
Hopeless illusions.
I sing a sad song for all of those who
Waste time, singing sad songs!
poem by Dorothy Holmes
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Eternity Ring
Poetic Style - Acrostic:
Eagerly he rushes down to the town
The jewellery store is where he is bound
Eternity's a word, very deep in his mind...
Rapturous delight of the lasting kind.
Never before had he felt quite like this.
Immediate action brought thoughts of bliss.
To place an eternity ring on her finger
Young love and true love ever would linger.
Resting on the laurel 'love lasts forever,
In sickness or health, love is a treasure'
Now was the time for angels to sing
Gentle love songs to an Eternity Ring.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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The Tame Bird Was In A Cage
THE tame bird was in a cage, the free bird was in the forest.
They met when the time came, it was a decree of fate.
The free bird cries, 'O my love, let us fly to the wood.'
The cage bird whispers, 'Come hither, let us both live in the cage.'
Says the free bird, 'Among bars, where is there room to spread one's wings?'
'Alas,' cries the caged bird, 'I should not know where to sit perched in the sky.'
The free bird cries, 'My darling, sing the songs of the woodlands.'
The cage bird sings, 'Sit by my side, I'll teach you the speech of the learned.'
The forest bird cries, 'No, ah no! songs can never be taught.'
The cage bird says, 'Alas for me, I know not the songs of the woodlands.'
There love is intense with longing, but they never can fly wing to wing.
Through the bars of the cage they look, and vain is their wish to know each other.
They flutter their wings in yearning, and sing, 'Come closer, my love!'
The free bird cries, 'It cannot be, I fear the closed doors of the cage.'
The cage bird whispers, 'Alas, my wings are powerless and dead.'
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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VI
The tame bird was in a cage, the free bird was in the forest.
They met when the time came, it was a decree of fate.
The free bird cries, "O my love, let us fly to wood."
The cage bird whispers, "Come hither, let us both live in the
cage."
Says the free bird, "Among bars, where is there room to spread
one's wings?"
"Alas," cries the cage bird, "I should not know where to sit
perched in the sky."
The free bird cries, "My darling, sing the songs of the
woodlands."
The cage bird says, "Sit by my side, I'll teach you the speech of
the learned."
The forest bird cries, "No, ah no! songs can never be taught."
The cage bird says, "Alas for me, I know not the songs of the
woodlands."
Their love is intense with longing, but they never can fly wing
to wing.
Through the bars of the cage they look, and vain is their wish to
know each other.
They flutter their wings in yearning, and sing, "Come closer, my
love!"
The free bird cries, "It cannot be, I fear the closed doors of
the cage."
The cage bird whispers, "Alas, my wings are powerless and dead."
poem by Rabindranath Tagore from The Gardener (1913)
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Back To The Flesh
it is still the warmth of the flesh of the arms and legs
and somewhere between
that make us feel more alive
we are not saints
not angels, we are humans still rooted to the ground
less our imaginary wings
and halos and white feathers
if at all we are meant to be
divine
holy
i touch your body and you touch mine
and set ourselves on fire
the world, in some ways, in its darkness
at noon
or night time, gets lighted with our lust
i call it love, because it feels so right
my blood pumping from my heart to my head to my bottom
to my toes
and i moan, and i sigh, and i think, at a glimpse when i close my eyes
i have seen the eyes of God looking so gently
to the eyes of my soul
inside this body,
my bones did not make the sound of the rattling snake
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Seven Angels
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
Theyre all telling me what to do
First angel says go on and love her
Second angel says aint you tired of being alone?
Third angel says do the right thing, meat
Fourth angel says check that other little angel walkin on down the street
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
Theyre all telling me what to do
Fifth angel says, dont worry
Loves waitin round the corner for you, son
Sixth angel says you better hurry
It dont take long for the good to get gone
Walkin on wings all sexy and blue
Seventh angel says Im a fool
I got seven angels calling on my pride
Seven devils crawling around inside
Seven angels tellin me which way to turn
One kiss and my soul wanna burn
Seven angels got my number
Since I fell in love with you
Seven angels got my number
Theyre all telling me what to do
The earths so lonely, sad and blue
And without love, your souls dyin
Sixth angel says to believe you
When you say youll never leave me cryin
Seventh angel says youre lyin
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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One Winged Angel
A goddess with grace
A demon with strength
Will be born
A child of faith
A child of wisdom
A child of might
The child will know the way to fight
The child will soar the skies above
The child will know a once true love
The child will sing a loving tune
The child will die a once full moon
A child of good
A child of bad
This is a child that cannot be sad
A wing of an angel on the left
A wing of a devil on the right
This is the story of the monster of the night
He walks through the day a normal man
Through the night he's one you cannot stand
Once a child of beauty and grace
Now a fiend of wicked and waste
He walks through the forest seeking all
Creatures of size big and small
In the night he finds a place
With a man he'd like to taste
Closer up he begins to walk
While the man begins to talk
A song he sings
The monster does hear
Calms the beast while so near
The beast begins to change its face
And once again the child of grace
As the child stands in wait
An arrow strikes to seal his fate
In the moonlight a child has died
On horseback the hunter rides
Closer to see his kill
In his mind for just the thrill
As he sees the fallen angel
A puddle of blood with body mangled
He cries in tears for what he's done
It's now time for the sun
The child rises from the ground
With a halo so very round
As the angel takes it's leave
The man now he so believes
Of the one winged angel.
poem by Cody J Walker
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Only Angel
A mans supposed to be a mountain
With the rivers runnin to the sea
But ever since I lost my baby
Im not sure thats how its supposed to be
No need to try and hide this empty feelin
Its hard to smile when Im so sad
Gods got so many angels up in heaven
Whyd he take the only angel
The only angel Ive ever had
I ever had
Now I know you dont hear me darlin
Still I want to take this time to say
How much I truly loved you
And how sorry I am, sorry I am you went away
No need to try and hide it
Yeah Im broken hearted and sad
cause gods got so many angels up in heaven
Whyd he take the only angel
The only angel Ive ever had
I ever had
I just cant hide this empty feelin
When everybody knows that Im sad
Gods got so many angels up in heaven
Whyd he take the only angel
The only angel Ive ever had
I ever had
(he took the only angel) I ever had
(the only angel) Ive ever had
(he took the only angel) I ever had
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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