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baby shower poem

passing through huddled and ugly walls
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
those black eyes i once so praised
simply speaking
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
wheel me down by the meadow
we were not many
a mile behind
happiness

 



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