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THERE are places I go when I am strong.
One is a marsh pool where I used to go
            with a long-ear hound-dog.
One is a wild crabapple tree; I was there
      a moonlight night with a girl.
The dog is gone; the girl is gone; I go to these
      places when there is no other place to go.
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   --- and Alexa Sz
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