And I still walk the sidewalk mumblingsomething about how it will all be fineFine is its own crazy village on the RhineFine is the name of the cuckoo-clock makerFine is the word the cuckoo criesevery hour after hour on the hour—scrambling out of its dark little holelike something being chased with a knife by Time
-Laura Kasischke
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