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The Hearts Of Stones
i do not wish
to hear
any cry on
that
chosen hour
i need you
to keep wearing
that
heart of stone
i want rocks
all rocks
upon the mounds
when the last
shovel is finally put
you can take
all the hearts of
stones
and there peacefully
put them down
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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