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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
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ANNA, SPEEDING IN THE CLOUDS, by ANN DEAGON
First Line: How to capture-or let her free-in prose? I knew her for thirty years
Last Line: Oh she was peaches, she was ragtime every day'
First Line: How to capture-or let her free-in prose? I knew her for thirty years
Last Line: Oh she was peaches, she was ragtime every day'
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