Poem
Literary Historian
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Veronica Forrest-Thomson
I remember them saying,
these poems, their something
for someone at sometime
for me too, at one time.
That got in the way;
so I sent them away
back into history—
just temporarily.
They won’t come back now.
I can’t remember how
the words spoke, or what
they said,
except:
We are all dead
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