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Dreams of Hemingway
When the streets stagger
In drunken defeat;
When all the romantic singers
Howl beneath lonesome bridges;
When my friends have disappeared
To distant cities or unkempt graves;
When the innocence of children
Or child-like hearts
Have been violated by parents or priests,
I have dreams of Hemingway
And the dawn of oblivion.
poem
by
Uriah Hamilton
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