Like Robert Frost
In his great poem,
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...I gather words
For to describe:
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UP./DOWN,
RIGHT./LEFT,
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Deprecate thy evil
Mumble mighty sage.
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I ASKED HIM, LORD?
WHY IS THERE WIND?
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I slept with Pitite
Every night
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Of Slender Sweetness
Willow tree
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I found an egg
Upon the ground
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It's orange
It's round,
It shines its light.
It sets it's beauty afore the night!
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