For some it was Apollo— men golfing on the moon at last ********& conjunct with Lorca, Federico Garcia pretenses utter/enact unsamenesses at Ybor City *********MONKS opposite the CIVILIZED Tampa Bay ruminate like madmen ****[Upon this continent… our ZOOM lense paints wallops [a whole while cum horse power **********For alone-man’s a wash board totes the fracture of ice **********His sod rites speak Darwin Look astronauts look upward **********His round up writes Lorca All bonkers itch fly down caught upon sheaves
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