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Maybe jellyfish are your thimbles: because of needlefish:
  or the living retracing of the fantastic ringing:
    that is supposed to ring here until the end of the world for your glory:
maybe they are just busts of water:
   or bags full of hopping
      or crystal caps from sugar-basins:
but so hot under skirts:
   are not even women in love:
       who always scent a little of you:
                when they are ready to interpret a storm: