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? Along the promenade Between gracious quayside buildings And the broad majestic river A pair of falcons swooped low across the path With shrill otherworldly cries Like ghostly swallows Out of season Out of time Their savage beauty out of place Amid the tame scenery Of gaudy municipal flowerbeds.
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