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First Line: I saw a man pursuing the horizon
Last Line: And ran on.


I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You an never -- "

"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.





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