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When they saw burning umbrellas and neckties
and plungers and the air between teeming
with black grasshoppers, crows flew away,
carrying bicycle spokes in the beaks,
old stones let out deaf creatures
buried inside,
and mice argued with dogs about
the monikers of obscure angels.

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