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Don't imitate me;
its as boring
as the two halves of a melon.
Misty rain,
can't see Fuji
--interesting!
Having slept, the cats gets up,
yawns, goes out
to make love.
The mountain cuckoo--
born, I suppose,
in the crotch of a tree.
It would melt in my hand--
the autumn frost.
its as boring
as the two halves of a melon.
Misty rain,
can't see Fuji
--interesting!
Having slept, the cats gets up,
yawns, goes out
to make love.
The mountain cuckoo--
born, I suppose,
in the crotch of a tree.
It would melt in my hand--
the autumn frost.
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Come to the edge.
We might fall.
Come to the edge.
It's too high!
And they came
and he pushed
and they flew ...
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Come to the edge.
We might fall.
Come to the edge.
It's too high!
And they came
and he pushed
and they flew ...
-Guillaume Apollinaire
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