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He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. But there was an abiding serpent in this Eden. It is magnificent indeed. He’s out in Phoenix last I heard. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. He noted an ebony cane laid close to hand, which suggested she was able to get about.
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