What I Have Lost Wasted
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Mark Heathcote
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What holds me in this rapture?
Has -long ago, since passed.
I can't now recapture
What I have lost is wasted.
My heart is that gnarled bowl.
Where vacant tears have slept.
Sleep and weariness troll
Praying, somebody's wept.
But, yes, possibly a poem
Could; move me, now, even yet.
Part of my inner sanctum,
Longs for the tears I forget.
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