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There was a time when we loved the sun,counted those unquenchable flames as onevast illumination lying deep in the impenetrablenight; brooked no corru..
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You know them well, thosetamed and well trained city pups.The dunners and yappersreplete in pinstripe and penury;the high polish of their John Lobbs,s..
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so little time.
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De-flea the dog, secure the shed, foul winter's beat is strumming,below the stairs in steady beatthe furnace is fierce humming.Wear sturdy socks and ..
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You attend dutifully, dapper as ever,sip green tea, adorn yourself with a fancy,close to the mouth microphone; take yourturn at pontification, then no..
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AleppoI've trod the many summersI've seen the river's run,the blackbird raking withered leaves,the trespass of the sun.I've coursed the age of innocen..
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On the concept of perceptual relativityI know little and care even less,but this face is considerably handsomeand quite suits me; I'm bound to confess..
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Watching rainbows, wondering where they go;making footprints in the early morning snow,that melts away beneath the sun's pale call,leaving no trace, n..
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(On having left the city behind.)The evidence of my reconstruction is everywhere.Gold and diamond become little more thanpointless ornament, in the sa..
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Of late, I have been a little distracted.My mind filled with thoughts ofwild flowers and freshly sprung grassslanting to a newly formed sun;aware in a..
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