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written by: Alan Mitnick



His soul
so badly hunched
its head dropped underground;

everywhere he walked
he looked like
the sadly eternal farmer,
ploughing salted earth.

Alan Mitnick

Alan Mitnick

English Professor, guitarist,
non-Mob New Jerseyan
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