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They are coming down the
center hill for things not cleary
stated. I will remain up here
for now, to see. The long gold
of a receding night here somehow
covers the tempestuous sky while
smoke-puffs still dot the uncharted
landscape. What may look like cops
to me is a mass of marchers? Now
bunched, like a henchmen's fist?
Is that what you are telling me,
is that what you are saying?
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