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friend poem

see, they return
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
among the mountains i wandered
there are gains for all our losses
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
it was a tall young oysterman
i see all human wits
we break the glass whose sacred wine
i bid them all farewell
in all things not spoken of
the single clenched fist lifted and ready

 



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