Eight Line Poem - David Bowie

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The tactful cactus by your window surveys the prairie of your room. The mobile spins to its collision, Clara puts her head between her paws. They've opened shops down the West side - will all the cacti find a home? But the key to the city is in the suns that pins the branches to the sky.

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