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"Care I" (by Joe DiMino)

Care I no more
To gaze on
The morrow—
For me,
The bubble sun
Already burst;
The crop of me
Long ripened
And picked—
If not for the balm,
My stalk
All itching;

The golden
Senior years:)

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