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A rumpled
Of brown
About the
And apparent
Of a man
Rolling with the Wind slowly
And over in The street asA car drove
Upon it and Crushed it
The ground.
UnlikeA man it
Again
With the wind
And over to be as It was before.
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William Carlos Williams
William Carlos Williams (September 17, 1883 – March 4, 1963) was a Puerto Rican-American poet, writer, and physician closely associated with mod
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