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The roadAm I Enclosed with richly blooming Names of ships Shakily coming home? Planning how to withdraw Into my soul. Then I placed my Birthplace and habitat Between us. I dared to Recite and quote Roads as thick as Alveoli. Let it be so: Running down These roads Pale-skinned, Rigid-boned. See my breeze Resume in life. We exchange Our mires and cliffs via fictional hugs, breaths, sleeps and strokes.
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