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Feb 2018
from this

poverty can not strike me
how motionless are these words again
to be applied so thin
never to be
fitted
as
an
sheet

only to be counted as sheep
rest with me as restless moonbeams rest
escape me
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branded glaciers GE
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branded glaciers GE
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