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fall poetry

they ask me where i've been
happiness
if i were very sure
blossoms of babies
never in all my life
i see all human wits
above them all, looking down
the shadows of the ships
i am old and blind
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
were it not for that singular smell
he's gone
all within and all without me

 



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