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within the fields ( sdleif eht nihtiw )
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within the fields the weasels sing of phantoms in the mists of spring the grasses gleam as teasel glow & little orbs are snorkelling a sort of sea upon the vale as snails awake & chase the tail of winter's ghost & rivers flow & puffs of seeds in clusters scale the mutant blue & blooming sky to flutter like a butterfly beneath an oak as gardens grow we sit & hark, the dog & i the breathless hum of bumblebees the mumbles on a jumbled breeze then wander home but slowly so within the fields, upon the leas ...