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Nov 2015
on a campaign trail
that won't lead to a
white house or to a

spiralling ivory tower

each word, each line
each stanza and rhyme
seeks to clothe the

belligerent reason

bare and raw that
won't lead to paradise
or to shangri la; but

in their perfect season

perhaps find its way
to a friendly soul that
makes all this, whole*




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