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city that is not a city
be not false
i go my way complacently
some of the hurts you have cured
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
you are beautiful and faded
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
just as my fingers on these keys
i bid them all farewell
there by the window in the old house
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones

 



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