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Goodbye
Have you seenThe tree-rimmed meadowBlanketed in snow?Will you tell me where it is?I seem not to you knowThe ancient oakStanding all alone?Will you tell it for me,I remember what it'd ...
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Numbers
5:00;alarm ringsone, twice, three timesseries of beeps and blastsa pattern, still recognizablein the just-woke-up daze.102;numbers flashtoo much, too muchrubbing sleep from red eyesslipping on ratty s
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My Child
A short poem
