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Summoned by me the entire earth that fits, as you will see, inside my sonnet will deliver the judgment of spring, face to face, looking at your skeleton, so that never again will any mother bleed into the razed earth- carrying in the sun, under the sad moon, a child whom I raise up like a sword, sister-comrade, over the neck of Nixon.