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Bits of Steak “Writing that Sizzles,” Day 07

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I wept at the sight of myself

shivering there in the reflection

of the store window

a good man on the fall

full of self-hate for which

the world neither wept nor

clapped nor did any other thing

of impact or of memory.


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