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Cyclops 315
Up, up cruel citizen
make thousands weep in
other rain
your account of flesh is neither
open nor laughing
its flesh is the statement you make
about the truth of the lunatic
and the troubles of the poor.
The bearded fools of summer
Publish this wrong story of pity
It is the lie of libel it has
No defense it is
The meaning of morning
It is the raining eye of trouble
It is the stuttering madness of old age
It is hat that goes forth unknowing
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