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EXILED ON MOUNTAIN, BEWAIL FATE & PRAISE AUTUMN by JON ANDERSON

First Line: NOW THAT I'M ACTUALLY LIVING MY SOLITUDE I'M CLUELESS
Last Line: THAT'S WHY THE CHICKADEES ATTACKED, BECAUSE I'D BLOW IT

Poem Sources:

THE IOWA REVIEW, V27#3, WINTER /97.
  (1997)
 



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