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written by me and my friend Malachi.
all hail the clicking heel, all will regale the shrinking light with grains of wedding rice, of salt, of sands as fit a last brassy parade: the marching band will soften with its growing-distant drum, the oscillating hand will stop its waving soon enough, soon enough;here now, the motorcade hums gaily through the citizens’ applause and the children’s eyes bronze faintly with the glint of far-off fireworks,or firebombs, or falling evening stars. |
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i think this is the most exciting poem i ever wrote now!
Thanks Malachi for the help. |
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