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The infinite's being so wide
Is the reason the powers provide
For inner defense, my hide
For next defense outside

I make myself this time
Of wood or granite or lime
A wall too hard for crime
Either to breach or climb

Then a number of us agree
On a national boundary
And that defense makes three
Between too much and me



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Zawrotny, Leo Lampman V
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