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I am trying to recollect what it looked like
It was a subtile message
As I glance downriver I see a flotilla of watermen’s boats approaching
You have cast a new light on the matter
But this is not, as I gather, the machine that does the thinking?
I am accustomed by long habit to being in a chain of command
I shall make inquiries. It is strange.
I had no idea that I stupidly interrupted something
The number of her male admirers had not diminished over the years
Note the careful selection of words
He needed no wig, for his hair, though thin, still grew long and straight
Never again interrupt us at our work
Shall we try to force it open?
I should not love to be your companion for any length of time
He’d not so much as twitched an eyelid
They heard, too, a distant thudding noise
Finally a horn sounded from the marshes
But they were off on a river cruise today
Why do I encounter them everywhere I go?
And what form does Gravity take, that gives it this astonishing power of streaming through the solid earth?
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