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8.04.2010
first– then– at last
Written By
Unknown
first you're young,
brash and bold!
doorbell wrung–
swallow your tongue!
punches pulled?
hope on hold?
then you're old!
no time left,
hope bereft?
plant a poppy.
Poetry should be heard.
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