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poem for dad

a mile behind
all those treasures that lie
i am the wind that wavers
to be able to see every side of every question
i have cast the world
she might have known it in the earlier spring
at dawn, he said
death's nobility again
tell me not
the air is like a butterfly
for i was a gaunt, grave councillor

 



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