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a lion
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for you topophilia: what place do you love? All these words
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To try and see what looms
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What etiquette holds us back
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Slow javelina crossing the road saved me
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Oh, thou art fairer than the evening air
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beside the pasture
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clouds turn to umber
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we are our own uncomprehending mourners,
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in the gloaming the ruddy cat sits in the driveway,