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... supports a 1500lb animal over a fence taller than she is, giving her a sense of freedom that knows no limits. Who actually has the capability of flight. I am the poet, whose caliced fingers, who perform their daily dance upon the dusty keyboard, choreographed by the summer breeze and the cigarette suffocating in the ashtray, I am the soldiers brother, whose overwhelming tears glorify the flag...

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