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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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