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On the ear's walk
The landscape’s deepest melody flowed on over the banks of the resounding Middle Ages.
Do you hear, do you hear it the way a snail hears, that snail there who teaches learns from the earth’s replies, learning the snail hears and gets there, gets there for sure even the slow one gets there, evern the slower one will then get there, it will surely get there, into the pot.
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