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footprint poem

i said
this is the arsenal
a mist was driving down
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
simplicity
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
i saw the first pear
who will be naming the wind
so fallen
all those treasures that lie

 



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