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[Perspectives] The given world

Like leaves who could write a history of leavesThe wind blows their ghosts to the groundAnd the spring breathes new leaf into the woodsThousands of names thousands of leavesWhen you remember them remember thisDead bodies are their lineageWhich matter no more than the leavesMemorial: an Excavation of the Iliad, Alice Oswald