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yet say thIS to the Possum a bang, not a whimper, wIth a bang not with a whImper,
To bUild the city of Dloce whose terraces are the colour of stars The suave eyes, qUIet, not scornful,
raIn also 15 of the process What you depart from 15 not the way
and ohve tree blown white In the wInd
washed In the Klang and Han
what whIteness WIll you add to thiS whIteness,
what candor) U the great           brIngs In the stars to our shore"
You who have passed the pillars and outward from Herakles when LucIfer fell I n N CarolIna
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