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April's Fool
shall you consider
with a glance
what ails this
wracked chest
to whisper?
may you come here
on a chance, outside
while painted-over grills
creak & strain to open:
encrusted gates
await firm hands.
therein, opulent
niceties are mute,
minute breaths, plenty.
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Friday 6th April 2012 3:48 am
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