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Save Me
On the steps of the risen hope
White mirrors of immunized bleach
Self righteous flowers that condemn
Run for the back graves
Nature a bent burden
Twisted like a Narrow road
There is hope for me
I need you
I need your red dress
I need your five inch heels
I need your silk stockings with garters
I need your late night poetry
I cannot lie
Save me
poem
by
Joseph Narusiewicz
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