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London

London, a great house standing by a long water, bathed by a golden sun behind the closed doors of the eastern clouds that send stuttering rains even on the hearth of summer to salute all that pass the kennels of the city once they have legitimate travel passes that will elevate them high enough to see the Big Ben - a timely invention chiming and tolling, to remind us of our immigrating hearts.

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