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  • This is not what it is like to be you, I realized as a few of your magnificent clouds flew over the rooftop. It is just me thinking about being you. And before I headed back down the hill, I walked in a circle around your house, making an invisible line which you would have to cross before dark.

    Billy Collins (2012). “The Trouble with Poetry and Other Poems”, p.60, Pan Macmillan