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On Houses Uphill (On a Crossroad)
Where there are roads
Criscrossing and sloping,
There are houses uphill
Seen one evening downhill
The horizon, since it's dark
Shows a picturesque view
Of what connecting abodes
Show for me and you.
We are interconnected.
Yes, like gulls that lark:
They dance in midair, smiling
Down here, they're dead!
