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I watched as a wrinkled hand reached out of the basement window
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I watched as a wrinkled hand reached out of the basement window
Read MoreFinalist for the 2013 Walrus Poetry Prize What you are now we used to be; what we are now you will be. The friar’s hologram greets us thusly. Says if …
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