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poem for dad

grieve not for the invisible
i am fevered
they ask me where i've been
last midnight
the endless, foolish merriment of stars
death's nobility again
this is the arsenal
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
listen
she has a clear, wind-sheltered loveliness

 



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