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Mar 2015
He
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                                                            ­        he

he touched her lightly on her symbolism and was gone

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                            in the bright morning
Let us find


                                     Our child

( he  who awaits
The true emerging )                            

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We used to take the
naked *****

Castrate and hang him from a tree

and leave him hanging for weeks

To terrorize his kind

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Now we fight terrorists across the seas

But we have not cut that ***** down

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The girl I met and started to love

Went off with another man

Later / I asked

DID YOU SLEEP WITH HIM

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OH NO

she said

I WANTED TO BUT

I KNEW SOMEDAY YOU WOULD ASK

AND I COULDN'T LIE TO YOU

AND I KNEW IF I SAID YES

IT WOULD HURT YOUR FEELINGS

AND I TOLD HIM THAT

AND HE SAID

YOUR RIGHT
SO RIGHT

WE CAN'T DO
IT THEN

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someday

someday

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we touch so
Lightly

LOVE

we enter each other 's

Symbolism

and go on into

The Promised Land
Written by
jeffrey robin
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