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do you the how to the circus know
or the plow to the horozine hoe?

do the cirrus row? and the skies low?
do they to th'antipodes go?

did you ever a thicket of laughter flush
to hap on a thought in a quarri'ed hush?

did the thought stay long? or start and begone?

did you find a way back to that secret redoubt?
does its chord remain?
can you conjure it again?