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Lay down these words before your mind like rocks.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Poem for Friday, March 26, 2010
To My Shabti
Please take
my
rocks, my
sickle
& even
my sweat;
Please tell
Osiris
I called
in dead
(he should
know).
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