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funeral poem

good woman
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
from our hidden places
are you alive?
when i was a boy at college
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
i am dying
above them all, looking down
within my hand i hold
i am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise
world that changes under my hand

 



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