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July.7.04  
If there is wilderness anywhere beyond your fences
Let it be in your heart Leave the coyotes thinking that its they who mimic you   The volume of your forested night deafens my urban day Each defining silence In ways that the other can not understand   Your words imply the impropriety of a howl But in your speechless eyes Thoughts are not lost between two certain animals   |
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