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father poem

have you not heard
we who stood
give me
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
when i was broke in london
high walls and huge
is there anybody there
the hypocritic days
to some the fat gods
my true love from her pillow rose
high-born race
in an old chamber softly lit

 



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