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The roof the fiddler played on
Poems
Sep 2019
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A callous temper flaring about
new Las Vegas diamonds
to my eyes
they are fixed, but just for me!
where your indirection led me to go
I sought hope in the structure of the cage
and the diamonds were real
but it matters not
After all of that 'being lost'
something was 'found' in what did not fit in
and the only thing I ever loved about myself was never
really real at all
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The roof the fiddler played on
28/M/Minnesota
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