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"I was walking down
The cellblock in green glasses and came
At last to the place where someone was hiding
His spots in his black hide.
Unchangeably they were there,
Driven in as by eyes
Like mine, his darkness ablaze
In the stinking sun of the beast house."
AUTHOR
James Dickey
KEYWORDS
zoo
GENRE
20th Century Poetry
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