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when my soul lay downto watch the prime time on TVsuddenly the weather report announceda
storm at the equatorof barred eleven strength.
With your stone-clogsyou trod on my heart.
Thrown out on the fire escapeclimbing up (!) or coming down (?)in ones and twos… the words.
In front of the house, rainpeeled off a gram of stupidity.
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