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Nov 7, 2009, 6:48:24 AM11/7/09
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He put his hand upon his chest,
Drew back from heart to side,
And clenched his fist and dropped it
But the sentiment had died.

All the honour, blithe intent
Dissolved when he caught sight
Of the master's face, the face he knew,
The face he saw last night.

- JAR 06/11/2009

I only wrote one line of this excellent poem!

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