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Poem Number 165
Verses of boredom and frustration
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Verses of boredom and frustration
vanishing after each hesitant step
under heavens that yeild no light
among fields of withered flowers
I wonder if it were really me
hiding in that ancient cave
tasting hot wine
sowing seeds of flame
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