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Dwelling
We are land creatures, | (One) Whose
Dragged out of the sea | Tongue moistens
And thrown into the air, | No words,
Past the clouds. | Ears echo
When we turn and face | No memory.
This thrust, | And eyes
We see only a(n) | Play
Amorphous daunt. | No disguise.
Dragged out of the sea | Tongue moistens
And thrown into the air, | No words,
Past the clouds. | Ears echo
When we turn and face | No memory.
This thrust, | And eyes
We see only a(n) | Play
Amorphous daunt. | No disguise.
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