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You’re wondering if I’m lonely,

 

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As a plane rides lonely and level,

 

On its radio beam, aiming,

 

Across the Rockies,

 

For the blue-strung aisle,

 

Of an airfield on the ocean,

 

You want to ask, am I lonely,

 

Well, of course, lonely,

 

As a woman driving across country,

 

Day after day, leaving behind,

 

Mile after mile,

 

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And lived and died in, lonely,

 

If I’m lonely,

 

It must be the loneliness,

 

Of waking first, of breathing,

 

Dawn’s first cold breath on the city,

 

Of being the one awake,

 

In a house wrapped in sleep,

 

If I’m lonely,

 

It’s with the rowboat ice-fast on the shore,

 

Hot sale jordans shoes，In the last red light of the year,

 

That knows what it is, that knows it’s neither,

 

Ice nor mud or winter light,

 

But wood, with a gift for burning.

 

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