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a
novelty people 
are
you a name 
in
the room of voices? 
no
one's in particular 
but
all around us here  
a
novelty people 
thing
of what was done 
and
fell asleep for a thousand years 
and
another thousand slept 
each
clings to his her own confusion 
came
into a poem 
like
this 
just
to be 
come
into our own song
a
pile of shoes 
could
remind you of Jews 
and
the good fairy was the one we called God 
or
else you don't say
my
lost family 
will
you help to see them in my eyes
an
outline of anyone's trees 
would
the dead not be speaking 
had
death not been done to them 
and
one more trick 
it's
only by the end of the world we're allowed 
wreck
of a place still to be built 
as a
child I lived near where the wall would be 
and
I feel safer there 
now
only the wall stands up for me 
what
a lovely absence we make 
 
That is formidable...in the wall a brick to break
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