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at midnight
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true
i do not pray for peace
i bid them all farewell
very well, you liberals
which keeps
when, full of warm and eager love
three years ago today
storm
city that is not a city
a storm is riding on the tide
give me
hang no wreath
passing through huddled and ugly walls

 



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