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18.ix.25
it will be our country when
nor us nor
them
all things
being equal
ignorance
our veil
when the
grieving’s done
forgiven,
forgive
here’s
another attack of the heart
when sorry
makes amends
fences
fall
learn to
live with the trees
no song
but meant
when the
smoke is over
everyone
tells their story
no
differences of skin, of kin
when the flags
have flown away
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