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Sunday, May 17, 2009
Bring 'em Back Alive (1884-1950)
Hey, Frank
Buck, why don't you
just get up-
wind of that
specimen
blue and white pied spring
meadow riddled with red
bursts of poppy
anemones and bright
bleeding
tawny tiger lilies
yellow dandy
lions
coming back to life?
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