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A Line of Patchen's | Ed Ochester
Oct 14, 2009 13:50
You were asleep
behind the golden mask
of your hair.
The winter rain
drains away
through our lawn
of sand.
The child is struggling
against his enemy,
sleep.
I love you so much
that war will die.
ed ochester
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