The Caricature's Silhouette
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James McLain
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Past midnight,
the ever green moves
in some Strong,
caricature's dance.
Broad sheets provide,
the praying, star lit eyes.
Dark one silhouette,
backs out, into the stand,
face the wolf, now gone.
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