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Grateful Dead
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The Eleven
The Eleven
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No more time to tell how,
this is the season of what,
now is the time of returning
with our thought jewels polished and gleaming.

Now is the time past believing
the child has relinquished the rein,
now is the test of the boomerang
tossed in the night of redeeming.

Eight sided whispering hallelujah hatrack,
seven faced marble eyed transitory dream doll,
six proud walkers on the jingle bell rainbow,
five men writing with fingers of gold,
four men tracking down the geat white sperm whale,
three girls waiting in a foreign dominion
riding in the whalebelly,
fade away in moonlight,
sink beneath the waters
to the coral sands below.
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