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I buried my father in my heart.

Now he grows in me, my strange son,

My little root who won't drink milk,

Little pale foot sunk in unheard-of night,

Little clock spring newly wet

In the fire, little grape, parent to the future

Wine, a son the fruit of his own son,

Little father I ransom with my life.

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