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the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
there by the window in the old house
i despise my friends more than you
i've won the race
when i was a boy at college
she said

 



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