My Stomach Aches
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My stomach aches
With misfortune
And tidings
That follow quick.
In succession
Medusas fly
Across the threatening skies
Threatening.
Pacific peaceful the houses
Fringe of the ancient
Town sleep to-night
Before thunder and lightning
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