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I can understand
When saints and martyrs got the chance
To quit this dismal realm
This endless predatory dance
They naught but a vast
Measure of sweetest relief would know
They were oh, so ready
So very ready to go
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The poet/editor of this website is physically disabled, and lives at a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. Contributions may be made at:https://www.gofundme.com/are-you-a-patron-of-the-arts
