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But the poem usually doesn't care and quips, too bad, Hafiz. No getting lazy. You promised God you would help out and he just came up with this new tune. Sometimes I say to a poem I don't have the strength to wring out another drop of sun. And the poem will often respond by climbing onto a bar room table then lifts its skirt, winks, causing the whole sky to fall. The next one is called Dropping keys
And yeah, I think it's such I don't know, it's kind of amazing to hear some of the issues or some of the callings of past poets that's echoed in our poetry here
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