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life is the thing
unfinished
frail thing fringed
and come ashore
life is a brick’s worth blue
will you picture?
think all that could be
and a life is less
unbidden returned
it’s in memory
school corridor
and stairs to paint
terrors telling out
nothing but this
life is where
the pulse and puff
afoot
and trouser to the tree
not without risk
wraiths may say
no one knows
how far life goes
but tell me
what would you rather?
some laughter
for a proposition
it’s a green thing
life
lovely in the rot
where blooms
one day it may be old hat
we’ll have to let it go
it’s only just
on this one world
just our style
as far as we know
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