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friendship poems

dear wife
wheel me down by the meadow
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
he came and took me by the hand
so fallen
beautiful, tragical faces
simply speaking
i see all human wits
were it not for that singular smell
i saw with open eyes
i expect you

 



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