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On Domesticity The cat wants only claws to reach deep in the yeasty folds and pull out reasons for catching mice and chasing shadows. He does not waste longing on flight making feathers or swift scale glimmers which turn gray in breathable air. But sighs for the whisper of points to pull against tameness and leave weals with lively red welts to follow |
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