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A Space CreatureThe night is like a cutA cut of my stringsIn the great puppet art Of my dreamsI stumble around in a dazeA daze in my clumsy hazeMy limbs againMy wooden dreamsOf these great puppet artsI am a deformed muppetA snipped string clings to my armIt is still Like the nightCold in the age of space flight
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