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4It would take a long time to name the lands and seas over which the goddess wandered. She searched the whole world — in vain . . .CluesShe gone — gone to where and don’t know looking for me looking for she; is pinch somebody pinch and tell me, up where north marry cold I could nd she — Stateside, England, Canada — somewhere about, “she still looking for you — try the Black Bottom — Bathurst above Bloor, Oakwood and Eglinton — even the suburbs them, but don’t look for indigo hair and skin of lime at Ontario Place, or even the reggae shops; stop looking for don’t-see and can’t — you bind she up tight tight with hope, she own and yours knot up in together; although she tight with nowhere and gone she going nd you, if you keep looking.”