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My heart is sand and Orion's cruel tide has washed it away from me, scattered it, lost it.
The rainy Pleiads wester Orion plunges prone, And midnight strikes and hastens, And I lie down alone.
I need some older, wiser being to cry to. I talk to God, but the sky is empty, and Orion walks by and doesn't speak.
