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i love you poem

my mother taught me that every night
to some the fat gods
i expect you
give me hunger
why do
if it
when night drifts along the streets of the city
i go my way complacently
into the silent land
stern cold man
let us express our baser passions
the old songs
do not grieve that it is over

 



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