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little park that i pass through
in and of itself
braided and woven
beautiful, tragical faces
city that is not a city
i stand in the cold gray weather
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
skies they were ashen and sober
were it not for that singular smell
i despise my friends more than you

 



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