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    MY DAUGHTER AT CHRISTMAS

    Come look at this
    Human spider web
    Trail of paper
    Stepped upon poems
    Naked father beneath fluorescent hum
    You have grown
    And I have raised you through
    Now I am tired, need of rest
    Comfort my head of dreams
    The crow, my soul, your innocence
    What will become of our love?
    When I sleep, will you remember me?
    Please remember me
    While I dream of love and all of you

    RDS
    THE SECOND

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    Melancholy musings...such too, is life.

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