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(III) breathdry the wind plays with leaves of an amputee maple tree cursing the steep path carter of burdens of voices on backs hunched over cobblestones that empty words wear away heavy footsteps left to lull themselves on wings made of nothing Guido Comin PoetaMatusèl |
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