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Poem	From where I stand the sheep stand still As stones against the stony hill. The stones are gray And so are they. And both are weatherworn and round, Leading the eye back to the ground. Two mingled flocks - The sheep, the rocks. And still no sheep stirs from its place Or lifts its Babylonian face.
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