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PoemsBeforeBrushes: Our Dead Father

clopera:

i love you,

and your worried heart succumbed

to the wretched silence

at the end of melodies.

you collapsed among seeds

like a tip-worn house of cards

and at your white door you unfolded.

i love you,

and you left me with your children,

hollow-chested children,

tender fruits of…

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