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graduation poem

i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
were it not for that singular smell
days endeared to every muse
over the river they beckon to me
afraid no more, i say
tripping up, falling down
mysterious night
i said
burly, dozing humble-bee
how shall i help to right the world that is going wrong
with the meek, brown eyes
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things

 



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