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For centuries
they've trapped you...
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The sight of grandma
in her slow walk towards the sink...
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You said you'd be there,
painting a secure dream...
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You, poet,
with your toes clenched in river mud...
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Goodbye my friend, nothing remains
I fled from you on speeding trains...
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The face once drowning
in a pool of dark water...
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I am the dream Martin Luther King Jr. spoke of
the equality, the freedom, the hope...
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In an attempt to erase
aching recollections...
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Looking back on the past
that we made long ago...
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I can't hold this in,
I am splitting at the seams...
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I wish I could swallow your heart--
not only so that it would be...
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Branches move and sadly sway
Their farewell to this long day...