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The Chameleon Crawl.

The baby, palms planted,
arms straight and stomach grounded,
moves with........not a crawl,
more of a mudskipper wriggle.

Next day, same stance,
gingerly brings both knees forward,
belly and pelvis now precariously hoisted
ten centimetres up;
the body plane tracing
a slight asymmetrical figure of eight
on four unsteady limbs,
like a table top with loose pinned legs.

Tiny hip and shoulder joints;
slippery as beginners on skates.
Tender muscles twitching.

Brain and nerves fully engaged;
sensory input, predictions, transmissions,
feedbacks and adjustments,
all faster than conscious thought.

The newly raised bottom has tilted
the angle of his disproportionately large head
a few degrees towards the horizontal,
suggestive of an imminent forward topple.
He slants limbs aft, to compensate.

Then, one hand is lifted, replaced, lifted again
and precisely placed, just ahead of the other.
A cautious knee follows suit;
miniscule progression.

He surveys his world, swaying back and forth.
The baby, just seven months old,
is presenting his impression of
the chameleon's particular
and delicately hesitant gait.

This enchanting stage will be fleeting.
Presently, he will be demonstrating-
the determined wombat's stomp.

poem by Diane Hine
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It Is Simple

when you draw a man
on your paper
do not complicate him
let him have hands
a head
a belly
let him have two legs
and two feet

do not try giving him
fingers and toes
and start tracing
the lines of his
palms
and pores of his skin
his hair
and eyebrows and
eyelids

he would not like it
the particulars
are his alone
his secrets
his struggles to define himself
apart from the rest

in doing so
you let him be
a man to complete himself
self-made
with pride to provide the missing parts
his past buried
in his muscles
his hopes intricately woven
in his nerves

it simple enough
let him have too his solitude
a secret cabinet
for his bullets and pistol
and rage

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rover Chronicle

The rover leaves his home
Leaving his father with right hand
Leaving his mother with left hand
Leaving his brother with right foot
Leaving his childhood with left foot

He moves forward and release the burden
Put the cushion from his back
Put the robe from his shoulder
Put the wine from his waist

The rover goes and sacrifices all
Sacrifice his fellowship
Sacrifice his lover
Sacrifice his soul

He still moves forward though lost everything
The Gods condemn him
All mothers wail over him

Because the rover keeps moving forward
Leaving tears
Leaving past
Looking for redemption
For everything he left
When he moves forward

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Sucker In A 3 Piece

Shes so fine
How about a 9 on a 10 scale
With long legs straight on up to her lunch pail
Sweet little wishbone, oh yeah
Dont wanna break her in half
Lick up one side and down the other
Always makes her laugh
She take me down, down, down to the bottom
I got everything you wanted
Give you everything you need
Still you want that sugar daddy over me
She want a sucker, sucker in a 3 piece
A sucker all dressed up in a 3 piece suit
Im on fire with just one look
Got me a brand new number
In my little black book
But she dont like the way I dress
She dont like the way I wear my hair
But when I roll you over baby, you dont care
Just take me down, down, down, down to the bottom
Give me everything I want
Give me everything I want
You dont want that sugar daddy, not over me
She want a sucker, sucker in a 3 piece
A sucker all dressed up in a 3 piece suit
Oh say it isnt so, baby
You wanna sucker
He just a sucker
He just a sucker
Look at all that money, baby
Ya know your sugar daddy
Youre a sugar mama
Youre both a bunch of suckers
Oh how he got a big ole belly
A stone bald head
Now, listen here, honey
That aint down your alley, no
Hes just a sucker in a 3 piece
Sucker in a 3 piece suit
Sucker.
Stone cold, sugar daddy
Sucker all dressed up in a 3 piece suit

song performed by by Van Halen
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Life Within You (Birth)

Birth brings life to a wonderous world
Baby untouched, warm and curled
Pure blue eyes and pale pink lips
Straight red hair and tiny little hips.

Small fingers and wiggling toes
ear to ear smile with soft skin glow
Tiny life made from two,
was touched with an everlasting, 'I do.'

Birth brings love to many hearts
Baby's first cry is where it all starts
One little giggle, one little crawl
One little word then they'll be doing it all!

poem by Sarah Simard
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Baby Tortoise

You know what it is to be born alone,
Baby tortoise!
The first day to heave your feet little by little from the shell,
Not yet awake,
And remain lapsed on earth,
Not quite alive.

A tiny, fragile, half-animate bean.

To open your tiny beak-mouth, that looks as if it would never open,

Like some iron door;
To lift the upper hawk-beak from the lower base
And reach your skinny little neck
And take your first bite at some dim bit of herbage,
Alone, small insect,
Tiny bright-eye,
Slow one.

To take your first solitary bite
And move on your slow, solitary hunt.
Your bright, dark little eye,
Your eye of a dark disturbed night,
Under its slow lid, tiny baby tortoise,
So indomitable.
No one ever heard you complain.

You draw your head forward, slowly, from your little wimple

And set forward, slow-dragging, on your four-pinned toes, Rowing slowly forward.
Whither away, small bird?
Rather like a baby working its limbs,
Except that you make slow, ageless progress
And a baby makes none.

The touch of sun excites you,
And the long ages, and the lingering chill
Make you pause to yawn,
Opening your impervious mouth,
Suddenly beak-shaped, and very wide, like some suddenly gaping pincers;
Soft red tongue, and hard thin gums,
Then close the wedge of your little mountain front,
Your face, baby tortoise.

Do you wonder at the world, as slowly you turn your head in its wimple
And look with laconic, black eyes?
Or is sleep coming over you again,
The non-life?

You are so hard to wake.

Are you able to wonder?
Or is it just your indomitable will and pride of the first life
Looking round
And slowly pitching itself against the inertia
Which had seemed invincible?

The vast inanimate,
And the fine brilliance of your so tiny eye,
Challenger.

Nay, tiny shell-bird,
What a huge vast inanimate it is, that you must row against,
What an incalculable inertia.

Challenger,
Little Ulysses, fore-runner,
No bigger than my thumb-nail,
Buon viaggio.

All animate creation on your shoulder,
Set forth, little Titan, under your battle-shield.

The ponderous, preponderate,
Inanimate universe;
And you are slowly moving, pioneer, you alone.

How vivid your travelling seems now, in the troubled sunshine,
Stoic, Ulyssean atom;
Suddenly hasty, reckless, on high toes.

Voiceless little bird,
Resting your head half out of your wimple
In the slow dignity of your eternal pause.
Alone, with no sense of being alone,
And hence six times more solitary;
Fulfilled of the slow passion of pitching through immemorial ages
Your little round house in the midst of chaos.

Over the garden earth,
Small bird,
Over the edge of all things.

Traveller,
With your tail tucked a little on one side
Like a gentleman in a long-skirted coat.

All life carried on your shoulder,
Invincible fore-runner.

poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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Lifted

Dont be afraid when you
Walk through the dark
Just when you feel that
Your day fell apart
Stay strong
Keep holding on
Clear skies ahead and the dark day is done
Keep on lifted
Keep on lifted
I wish you everything
That you could want
Just when the day finds you
Turned back to front
Stay clear
Rescue is near
When you feel
That youre drowned in despair
Keep on lifted
Keep on lifted
Youre a bird in the sky now baby
Earthbound
Feet on the ground
Now you can find peace at last
Now you can find peace at last

song performed by by Eurythmics
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The Coquette

Girl, oh girl,
I can see you
in the wintry morning
as you go out
hurrying
with the copper bracelets’ sound
your hair surmounts your tiny head,
your hair,
coarse like horse’s mane
black hairs cutting the air
as you look in the mirror
for the last time
before you lе а ve.
Girl, I can see you
with the lipstick,
idolizing your mouth,
full shiny mouth,
your high heels tempt the stairs
as you descend,
Girl, I know you,
your plain body, tiny legs, slim,
trembling
with the muscles of your arms
as you lock the door;
What have you done
and they don’t know?
Your curly red hair from the youth
you’ve straightened it smooth
and dyed black,
Girl, does your body hurt when nude?
What have you done?
I could never see
your plasticine drops flow,
why did you go to the wolfs
when night fell:
teary drops tear the flesh
your tiny breasts
were mesmerized
with the green amulet
swinging
from one breast to other
we see each other strangely;
How queer,
I can see you in the night
girl you crawl, the saffron shawl
slithers your body as your stomach
swells with pain
“To hell with the wolfs“
and in the room of old wolf
always reeks malodorous.
Girl I can see you
bending,
your knees rubbing the floor
your coarse palms
sending the bulletins of shame
to be published,
hush girl, I can see
your blackened and regretful
running down your toes: tears.
I can see you go
as someone locks the door
from where you went in the night
I can see you howling,
green with forest coldness
green were your eyes
reddened with plasticine
and you, what were you?
Why girl you are,
in the wintry night
as you come back home,
just another
plasticine doll.

poem by Afrodita Nikolova
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Kicked Around

Ive been pulled to pieces, Ive got an arm over here,
Ive got a leg over there, Ive got my ass somewhere upside down,
But Im back, Im here to tell you Im back, better than before,
Cant keep a good thing down, uh-uh.
Well Ive been kicked around, never thought that I could fall,
Thought that I was standing tall, turned out I was the ball,
And you know what, and i, and i, and Ive been kicked around,
Baby after all, I took all the shots you called,
Turned out I was the ball, you kicked you pushed.
And Ive been kicked around, and Ive been upside down,
Oh Ive been bounced around, kicked around,
Im gonna get you, get you, your very momma will regret you,
Im going to stomp and drag you to your knees,
Your very papa will forget you, kicked around.
Oh i, oh i, oh Ive been bounced around,
Let me tell you, Im here to tell you,
You can get up, you can put all the pieces back together,
Yeah, dont let him stomp on you baby, get up now!
I said you made me feel so small, bouncing me against the wall,
Just like I was the ball, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Oh i, oh i, oh i, oh Ive been kicked around,
Now look at me baby, (trips alone) paved the memories you gave me,
My eyes are open, eyes are open, now I can see,
Youre nothing but a bad, bad memory,
Im all together now, all together now,
Im the biggest ball you ever did see, Im gonna roll on you,
Im gonna fall on you, Im gonna stomp on you,
Im gonna punch on you, Im gonna choke on you,
Im gonna rip you, drag you to your knees,
Your very papa will regret you!
No need to come begging to me, my heart is deaf to your plea,
The hurt you have planted has grown much in me,
Im gonna lie to you, get away from me!
Oh i, oh i, oh i, oh Ive been kicked around,
And Ive been upside down, been kicked around,
Yeah, here I am, Im back, Im all together,
Cant keep a good woman down, Im big and tall,
Listen to me, just listen to me, just look at me,
Im back, here I am, hear me coming....

song performed by by Grace Jones
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Nick Fluge, Cliff-diving in Acapulco

Flies love, swan-like across the sky
From rocky edge- a moment’s try:
With four limbs raised above the head,
And torso seeming, almost dead!

Taut muscles hold the skeleton
As if it’s frozen on the run,
Twenty-five meters high up in
The air, in total perfection.

Breath held in inspiration full,
The cliff-diver now plunges down
In perfect stance, as head first strikes
The surface waters of the sea.

The golden sun-set forms a veil
Of light of varied hues and shapes;
The diver’s body looking dark,
And touching down in three seconds!

What nerves of steel and stamina!
What acrobatics in the air!
What risks and fears of life and death
Pass through the minds, of those who dare!

Love plunges deep into the sea,
The diver coming up afree:
An act of seconds, masterly-
The world is held spell-bound truly!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-10-2008

poem by John Celes
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Water Picture

In the pond in the park
all things are doubled:
Long buildings hang and
wriggle gently. Chimneys
are bent legs bouncing
on clouds below. A flag
wags like a fishhook
down there in the sky.

The arched stone bridge
is an eye, with underlid
in the water. In its lens
dip crinkled heads with hats
that don't fall off. Dogs go by,
barking on their backs.
A baby, taken to feed the
ducks, dangles upside-down,
a pink balloon for a buoy.

Treetops deploy a haze of
cherry bloom for roots,
where birds coast belly-up
in the glass bowl of a hill;
from its bottom a bunch
of peanut-munching children
is suspended by their
sneakers, waveringly.

A swan, with twin necks
forming the figure 3,
steers between two dimpled
towers doubled. Fondly
hissing, she kisses herself,
and all the scene is troubled:
water-windows splinter,
tree-limbs tangle, the bridge
folds like a fan.

poem by May Swenson
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Superstar

Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics.
Feels like I'm going insane
I'm losing my brain
I can't stand the pain I'm feleing
Open my arms they don't reach
I want you to teache me
What do I do now baby
Cry every day I exist
I want to be missed
I want to be needed baby
Don't want to put on a show
So where do I go
And what do I do now baby
Sometimes it seems to me
Like my whole world's falling apart
I miss you so much dear
Won't you come back to my arms
Thoughts spinning round in my head
About things that you said
I want to be sleeping baby
Open my eyes there's no one
The damage is done
Oh what can I do now baby

song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Stomp And Scream

Stomp and scream baby.
Oh baby.
Stomp and scream baby.
Wail baby.
Do the thing.
Move it 'round.
Just a little bit.
Come on baby.
Ya' got a good thing goin'.
Yes, yes.
Baby.
Stomp and scream baby.
Don't mean maybe.
You're my baby.
You're my baby.
I don't mean maybe.
(Transcribed by ear; corrections requested and welcomed!)

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Waiting For That Night

I am soooooooo looking forward
To laying beside you
For just one night
Breaking some of my rules
Not just one or two
I am talking about a few
You just don't know
What I want to do
I look forward to
Planting kisses
On those sexy lips
Of yours
Feeling your skin
Against my finger tips
Rubbing your back
Laying my head on your shoulder
The thoughts in my head
Are getting bolder
After all I am becomimg older
I know what I want
And I go for it
Without a second thought
If there is anything
That life has taught
Anything worth having
A battle has to be faught
So I am going forward
With my plans
Wanting us to see
One another as quick
As we can
The thought feels
So right
I am sooooooo
Waiting for that night

poem by Tameeka Smith
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The Reoccurring Dream

I am running.
Faster and faster,
from what or
who, I don't know.
The adrenaline pulsing 
through my veins,
pushing me to
keep going forward
even though my body
wants to collapse.

I am screaming.
Screaming his name.
I don't know where
he has gone!
I have lost him!
But still I move
forward with hope
that I can
find him!

I see a clearing.
And I see something
in the distance.
Someone hovering over
a shadow on the ground.
Before I do
anything, the person 
disappears in the
darkness beyond.
Leaving the shadow.

My heart starts pounding
as I slowly move
toward the shadow
to take a look.
One thought keeps
raising in my head,
but I push it back.
I get closer and closer,  
but I still can't see.

When I finally do
my heart stops
and everything spins
all around me.
I fall forward
on my knees.
The tears come
in a rush,
making me loose
my breath.

This has to 
be a dream.
This can't be real!
He can't die!
I love him too much!

I pick up 
his head gently
and place it on
my lap and
just rock back
and forth
trying to keep calm!
My tears falling
onto his face,
but he doesn't move!
He doesn't even
make a sound.

My love has 
been taken from me!
It has been 
destroyed forever!
How can I 
possibly love now?
How can I do anything 
without him?

Why would the
world take him
away from me?
What did I 
do to them?
All I did was
love him with
all of my heart and soul!

The tears are
coming so fast,
I can hardly breathe.
It comes out
in gasps making
me very light-headed.
My vision is
blurred by my 
constantly falling tears!
But I can 
clearly see his
pale, dead face.

So I close my
eyes to try to
make the image
of it go away,
but I still
can see it!
Just like it
was right in 
front of me!

I open my eyes
and he is not there!
Like he has
never been there,
Just like he had
walked away.
Leaving me alone
in this cruel world!
But he wanted
to be with me.
He loved me
and does love me still!

I wake up,
drenched in sweat.
Realizing that it
was just a dream.
That is wasn't real.
It wont happen.
Or will it? ...

poem by Jaana Coon
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Love Lifted Me

I was sinking deep in sin,
Far from the peaceful shore,
Very deeply stained within,
Sinking to rise no more.
But the Master of the sea
Heard my despairing cry,
>From the waters lifted me.
Now safe am I.
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help,
Love lifted me.
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
Souls in danger look above
Jesus completely saves
He will lift you by his love
Out of the angry waves
But the master of the sea
Billows His will obey
He your savior wants to be
Be saved today
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help,
Love lifted me.
Love lifted me! Love lifted me!
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.

song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Love Lifted Me

Randy Travis & Mac Powell
(Randy)
I was sinkin' deep in sin
Far from the peaceful shore
Very deeply stained within
Sinking to rise no more.
But the master of the sea
Heard my despairing cry
And from the waters lifted me
Now safe am I.
(Both)
Love lifted me
Love lifted me
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
Love lifted me
Love lifted me
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
--- Instrumental ---
(Mac)
All my heart to him I give
Ever to him I'll cling
In his blessed presence live
Ever his praises sing.
(Randy)
Love so mighty and so true
Merits my soul's best song
Faithful, loving service too
To him belongs
(Both)
Love lifted me
Love lifted me
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
Love lifted me
Love lifted me
When nothing else could help
Love lifted me.
(Mac)
Love lifted me...

song performed by by Randy Travis
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Show Me

Baby I love you
And god knows it too
I’ll put no one above you
For the reason that my love is true
As a matter of fact
I give you my heart and I don’t want it back
Baby if you want me
You got to show me love
Baby if you want me
I act crazy but all I want is a hug
Baby you know I love you
I will never let u go for you are of great value
Baby you've got my devotion
And I stop fight the ocean
This love is overwhelming
And I hope your heart isn’t pending
Baby if you love me
You’ve got to show me love
At times I act crazy but I’ll simmer down with yr tender touch
Baby you know I Love You
And I’ll tell it to the whole world
I love u that much I’ll gladly give you a baby boy or girl
Baby if you love me
You got to show me love
Baby I love you
Every second of every minute you are the one I’m thinking of
What I need from you is to hold my hand
I think you are the epitome of a real man
Come with your heart in your hand
For my love is guaranteed
At nights I can’t wait to sleep
Because in my dreams you’re all I see
Words are so easy to say
You know I love you because I show it in every possible way
Baby if you want me
You got to make me believe...that this love is more than real
I’m ready to come out of my shell for there is so much of me to reveal
This love I have (that belongs to) can’t retreat
I look forward to your kisses...Your lips taste so sweet
Baby I just want you
And I hope u want me too
You got to show me...you got to show me
You got to show me love...
I’m baring it all my glove has come off
Whenever I call I need you to be there
Show me you love me and tell me you'll always care

poem by Anita Khelawan
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Difficult Body

A story: There was a cow in the road, struck by a semi--
half-moon of carcass and jutting legs, eyes
already milky with dust and snow, rolled upward

as if tired of this world tilted on its side.
We drove through the pink light of the police cruiser,
her broken flank blowing steam in the air.

Minutes later, a deer sprang onto the road
and we hit her, crushed her pelvis--the drama reversed,
first consequence, then action--but the doe,

not dead, pulled herself with front legs
into the ditch. My father went to her, stunned her
with a tire iron before cutting her throat, and today I think

of the body of St. Francis in the Arizona desert,
carved from wood and laid in his casket,
lovingly dressed in red and white satin

covered in petitions--medals, locks of hair,
photos of infants, his head lifted and stroked,
the grain of his brow kissed by the penitent.

O wooden saint, dry body. I will not be like you,
carapace. A chalky shell scooped of its life.
I will leave less than this behind me.

poem by Mark Wunderlich
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Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby, Baby

[spoken]
Anything you want baby
Anything your heart desires
Because youve been there for me
(truly there for me)
Im gonna give it to you
Listen
1 - baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Anything you want, Im gonna give it to you girl
Because when I was down you always lifted up my head
Gonna show you all the love I have in store for you
I gotta let you know that I am truly down with you, oh
Repeat 1
Like no other homie, you are always there for me
The only girl I know that truly satisfies my needs
When I was down and out you were hangin by my side
And now that I am holdin you, youll always be in my life, oh
Repeat 1
Taking me to church on sunday morning, girl is cool
Because I found a blessing and some happiness in you
Whenever there is darkness, g you brighten up my day
I thank the lord for you because you understand my ways, oh
Repeat 1
When I look at you I see the breaking of the day
Im mighty glad to know that heaven sent your love my way
Its something about the way you do your lovin when you do
And now until forever, baby, Ill be lovin you, oh
Repeat 1
[spoken]
You were always there for me - you know what Im saying?
So today Im taking you out - buy you something real nice
Im gonna be here for you until the day becomes the night
Repeat 1
From the bottom of my heart, yes promise me well never part
Lets say a prayer together, say a prayer together baby
Can we say a prayer together baby
Heavenly father which art in heaven
I pray that you keep this love together
This is my prayer, baby, baby, baby, I love you

song performed by by R. Kelly
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Large Intestine

Look in the mirror. Let us both look.
Here is my naked body.
Apparently you like it,
I have no reason to.
Who bound us, me and my body?
Why must I die
together with it?
I have the right to know where the borderline
between us is drawn.
Where am I, I, I myself.

Belly, am I in the belly? In the intestines?
In the hollow of the sex? In a toe?
Apparently in the brain. I do not see it.
Take my brain out of my skull. I have the right
to see myself. Don’t laugh.
That’s macabre, you say.

It’s not me who made
my body.
I wear the used rags of my family,
an alien brain, fruit of chance, hair
after my grandmother, the nose
glued together from a few dead noses.
What do I have in common with all that?
What do I have in common with you, who like
my knee, what is my knee to me?

Surely
I would have chosen a different model.

I will leave both of you here,
my knee and you.
Don’t make a wry face, I will leave you all my body
to play with.
And I will go.
There is no place for me here,
in this blind darkness waiting for
corruption.
I will run out, I will race
away from myself.
I will look for myself
running
like crazy
till my last breath.

One must hurry
before death comes. For by then
like a dog jerked by its chain
I will have to return
into this stridently suffering body.
To go through the last
most strident ceremony of the body.

Defeated by the body,
slowly annihilated because of the body

I will become kidney failure
or the gangrene of the large intestine.
And I will expire in shame.

And the universe will expire with me,
reduced as it is
to a kidney failure
and the gangrene of the large intestine.

poem by Anna Swirszczynska
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