48 6 2 
      
			 
			
			
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				The woman opens her window and croaks: Dolt! Idiot! Retard! Do you wanna die? Moron! 
					
				 
				
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				...he hailed the New Year with a champagne toast raised in his hand and a silly sequined hat on his head. 
					
				 
				
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				Up pops one head, then another
From the vine’s dark covering
Heedless of the boy and his mower
Passing feet from their play
 
					
				 
				
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				How have we let our lives pass 
					
				 
				
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				If I seemed disappointed after our conversation,
then, for the record, that was never the case. 
					
				 
				
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