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ohwecouldhavebeenadresser.
Every time I say goodbye / I don't mean it much. / I will be bookends and you
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No Odd Evens Please.
Death is an odd number. / I have multiplied an even temper, / an even heart, an even playing field,
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Sexhasabluefaceinthislight.
There is a small tree which I used to pray under. / I would pray for my mother, my sister, my dog, / My old army men as they stood frozen in war and watched
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