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Eighty Years Undone
I was not alive in 1910
yet things were pretty good
No sleepless nights or stomach aches
always understood
In the quiet calm a promise lay
a portent yet to come
And born I was despite myself
-now eighty years undone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 1991)
yet things were pretty good
No sleepless nights or stomach aches
always understood
In the quiet calm a promise lay
a portent yet to come
And born I was despite myself
-now eighty years undone
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 1991)
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Eighty Years Undone
Eighty Years Undone