Robin Stevens Poems

So who do you look down on?
There's dirt you don't see
When light shines through the trees
Your craft and your creation lacks
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I need to wash my hands
I've got everything in its place
Everything just so
All this stuff, all these things
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I'm left alone
So whatever you told me I can only guess....
Was it dancing at the Dujon
Was it finally finding your brother here on earth
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I saw the noblest beast
At the end of the world
Before and after me and mine
Considering me as a curious friend
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