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104A Evening you gather back all that dazzling dawn has put asunder: you gather a lamb gather a kid gather a child to its mother 104B of all stars the most beautiful |
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Excerpted from If Not, Winter. Excerpted by permission of Knopf, a division of Random House. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher. |
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