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Sep 2011
I feared the
girl
hanging from the
tree,
with knit knotted
rope.
Hastily I tried,
I
Swear that I
Tried!
Under her I
went
I thought me
Hidden.
Hidden: my attempt
failed.
For the girl
crept
Persistently through my
Head.
Hank Roberts
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Hank Roberts  30/M/Portland
(30/M/Portland)   
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