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-safari towards obscurity-

Like many men before me 
Its wilds call my name
Since but a boy of three
I dreamed of Africa
A delirious fever in
Which I die in obscurity 
On the plains 
In the ocean 
It's where I want it to happen
Traversing the diverse landscape 
Like H.M. Stanley,
'Dr. Livingston, I presume.'
Searching for someone, 
Long lost, something
The Carcharodon Carcharias
Torpedo upward from the depths
Leaping from the water near the
Cape of Good Hope 
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