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Dylan Thomas - Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines
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	Light breaks where no sun shines;
	Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
	Push in their tides;
	And, broken ghosts with glowworms in their heads,
	The things of light
	File through the flesh where no flesh decks the bones.

	A candle in the thighs
	Warms youth and seed and burns the seeds of age;
	Where no seed stirs,
	The fruit of man unwrinkles in the stars,
	Bright as a fig;
	Where no wax is, the candle shows its hairs.

	Dawn breaks behind the eyes;
	From poles of skull and toe the windy blood
	Slides like a sea;
	Nor fenced, nor staked, the gushers of the sky
	Spout to the rod
	Divining in a smile the oil of tears.

	Night in the sockets rounds,
	Like some pitch moon, the limit of the globes;
	Day lights the bone;
	Where no cold is, the skinning gales unpin
	The winter`s robes;
	The film of spring is hanging from the lids.

	Light breaks on secret lots,
	On tips of thought where thoughts smell in the rain;
	When logics die,
	The secret of the soil grows through the eye,
	And blood jumps in the sun;
	Above the waste allotments the dawn halts.
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