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i saw with open eyes
i burn no incense
as a naked man i go
and breaketh bread no more
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
she must go back, she said
with her hair flaying wildly
at dawn, he said
never in all my life
i make my shroud, but no one knows
in the dark and peace of my final bed

 



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