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CLEAN SWEEP Swept skies, wind brushed down trees-- The gust of swift strokes passes Through grasses teased and combed. Who owns the fallen leaves? No one's neighbour does. On an edge that is a balcony precipice Overlooking the microcosm, You can see the swing of the broom ...