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Monday, April 29, 2013
Poem: Limits
By Jack Brummet
We like to believe We can endure anything for five minutes. But that theory—cooked up In your hermetic study or bedroom— Comes apart at the seams When you imagine being on fire, Or having crows feast Upon your eyes. ---o0o---
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