I have a compact world,
That I completely own,
With pride and warmth,
Care and satisfaction.
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06 June 1979 - 10: 02 a.m.
Frail mound of flesh and bones,
Is a Joy in the pouting face;
So seemingly strong and lively,
...
Tears fell for a lost love,
For a joy snatched by fate.
The loss is too precious,
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Reduce and shrink,
Fit into your hole;
Hold the rising system,
Tie it down to the roots.
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To follow not your conscience,
Just to satisfy the other's lot;
Is a real folly in all its guise,
Which will hold you so tightly.
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We are all refugees,
Bidding for our time,
And our space, in the
Diminishing universe.
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Unperturbed in my lofty perch,
I look down the smoky cauldron,
Of conceit, lies, and deceptions.
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Dream, O, heart with little faith,
Nurture the weak soul, harden it.
Soon you are ready to soar,
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How did it come to happen,
I don't see the reason why,
There are cold shoulders,
Furtive glances and eyes
...
Fingers racing against time,
To finish the poem of life,
Fingers become icily tipsy,
And dripping with cold sweat;
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