Tag: september
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To the numbing heart…
O, you burdened heart,Don’t numb now;There’s much to pump out,Into the vessels, the living leaves that fall. Listen close, there’s much for you to hear:In the scraping of some steel, In the seller’s scheming speech;You, too, are a part of me. And though you may quiver, See the faintest of shivers,In the neighbour’s greeting smile,…
The Barbaric Yawp 