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85 That is, if I can stop right here. Or you decide there must be better things to do. My plans and I were well laid way back when I left the bed and one more night began another poem I can’t get halfway through. Now look at what you’ve gone and done again. Maybe Just One Poem in This Fecund Spring Where Patricia Doesn’t Suddenly Appear, Waylaying Whatever It Was I Must Have Had in Mind for the waylayer herself ...

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