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Across a continent imaginary Because it cannot be discovered now Upon this fully apprehended planet— No more applicants considered, Alas, alas— Ran an animal unzoological, Without a fate, without a fact, Its private history intact Against the travesty Of an anatomy. Not visible not invisible, Removed by dayless night, Did it ever fly its ground Out of fancy into light, Into space to replace Its unwritable decease? Ah, the minutes twinkle in and out And in and out come and go One by one, none by none, What we know, what we don't know.
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