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/ A trickle of dawn insinuated itself / Through the crevices of black satiation. / The elderly trees coughed, lightly, hurriedly, / In remonstrance against the invasion. / Lean with a virginal poison, / The grass-blades shook, immune to light and time. / A bird lost in a tree / Shrilly flirted with its energy. / One fool, in the garden, spoke to another.