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A Poem By BILL TRAMPLEASURE
Friday December 24, 2004
the/candle/burns/down
the/sun/comes/up
the/empty/pitcher
fills/the/cup
the/oldest/of/old/stories
is/told/the/very/first/time
and/each/and/every/birth/death
gives/reason/for/rhyme
—Bill Trampleasure
