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To Pretend
Becoming irrelevant
at last to yourself
The choices have narrowed
the joy seldom felt
The present redundant
what's left in the end
The fodder of memory
-and you to pretend
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)
at last to yourself
The choices have narrowed
the joy seldom felt
The present redundant
what's left in the end
The fodder of memory
-and you to pretend
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)
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