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somewhere i read a strange, old, rusty tale
from our hidden places
as a naked man i go
passing through huddled and ugly walls
there by the window in the old house
brief on a flying night
in september
do not grieve that it is over
i stand in the cold gray weather
thoughts through my head
take my bracelets
i never knew the earth had so much gold
the hypocritic days

 



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