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  • No, I never dreamed

    Mythical imaginings these,

    Calling me morbid, calling me pale

    Six years on a trail,

    To find a daughter of Nereus

    Jettyside on Lake Nipigon

    Swinging on a crossbeam

    And declaring

    In the days you were hopelessly poor

    I just liked you more

    Laughing before summersaulting waterward

    Saltless and bible black

    No siren psalm from her

    Just a fast farewell.

    And, amazingly,

    I fared well.
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