O Larvae Eggs
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Kim Barney
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Alone in the Crowd, my head is bowed
as I sing A Song of Hope
To My Anonymous Lover.
Whom can I trust to turn Dust unto Dust?
At times such as this, Where Lies True Bliss?
As I drink A Cup of Tea I think of
What I Wish to Be:
A Rag Picker On the Sea Shore
during A Sudden Downpour,
A Soulful Plea, A Space Odyssey,
When Poetry Haunted Me.
A Mysterious Voice, A Pair of Eyes,
A Slice of Paradise.
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