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Rare Earth

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Cane straight at eighty.
Years yet to dig
your careful bean rows.
To plant seed
in rich, dark earth,
and stand spade-sharp at twilight
planning danders with cronies
to the well on Betsy's Road.

McGreevey died pushing seventy eight.

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