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poem for dad

i saw with open eyes
i have seen the proudest stars
there was a time in former years
i loathed you
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
those black eyes i once so praised
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
city that is not a city
i have heard that a certain princess
i love the old melodious lays
sun stepped down from his golden throne

 



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