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a most satisfactory dreamlife—why all this beating of wings?
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We’ll have to wait until the next time
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Between trees, a slender woman lifts up the lovely shadow
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When I had no ears I thought.
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isn’t one a suitable lens through which to see another:
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“We’re going all the way ’til the wheels fall off and burn
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on a page set aside for later. Are you just
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We are snow, rain, cold, darkness, we are each product and influence of the globe,
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I do trust the strict part of memory, the only archivist
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Sometimes I’m in the mood, I wanna live in my pony stall