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grandmother poem

this is the ship of pearl
since i have felt the sense of death
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
it tells of good old times
to some the fat gods
i reside at table mountain
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
the smell of the rose so false, the thorns so true

 



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