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I met a man today His eyes were unfair For they out-shined whatever other details I might have remembered, Except that beard Which clung to his face As if on that wonderless combination of complexity and simplicity it were safe There was another At a bus stop Where I asked everyone for cigarettes for the long walk home His face was clustered and shaped like a squirrels He seemed to peek from beneath his baseballs cap To see if it were safe to dissolve into society
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Aug 26, 2012
Aug 26, 2012 at 8:35 PM UTC
Absence
I met a man today His eyes were unfair For they out-shined whatever other details I might have remembered, Except that beard Which clung to his face As if on that wonderless combination of complexity and simplicity it were safe There was another At a bus stop Where I asked everyone for cigarettes for the long walk home His face was clustered and shaped like a squirrels He seemed to peek from beneath his baseballs cap To see if it were safe to dissolve into society
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Aug 26, 2012
Aug 26, 2012 at 8:35 PM UTC
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