Oh, How Well They Wrote
Those who wrote before us are but fossils,
imprints within swaths of stone,
We outline their poems with greedy fingers,
This is how they must have lived,
Oh, how well they wrote!
But can you feel them breathing
from decaying lungs,
Do their poems celebrate today,
or lie
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