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In a half lit silent twilight world,
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I see her form, a tiny girl,
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who lost her life in times gone past,
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now gently tapping on the glass,
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All who ever came that way,
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faceless crowds that nameless, swayed,
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moved back beyond a distant town,
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and dug themselves back in the ground.
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“This piece of meat cut as you wish,
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a small cube placed inside a dish.”
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In corner shops where naked light,
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closes shutters for the night.
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Across the Adelphi’s shining floor,
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stroll elegant ladies, plainly bored,
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while bow tied fat contented men,
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read false accounting in their den.
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Tapping finger on the glass,
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reflecting ropes tied onto masts.
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Hears seven men tell twenty tales,
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about the giant ships that sail.
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Tossed high among a ten force gale,
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spray that sweeps the shore with shale.
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Tide marks beached like giant whales,
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leaves driftwood sold at jumble sales.
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“Let me in , I fear the tide
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will sweep me from this place I hide.
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Where gutter meets the cobbled stones,
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I cannot find my way back home.”
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Tapping fainter, fading now,
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moonlight gleams on fevered brow.
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Moves beyond the pool of light,
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closed round by the darkening night.
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