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​There are horses neighing on far-off hills

Tossing their long white manes,

And mountains flash in the rose-white dusk...

It is morning, I stand by my mirror

And surprise my soul once more;

The blue air rushes above my ceiling ,

There are suns beneath my floor...

~Conrad Aiken

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