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June 1985


How you must have wept

that awful afternoon



and ashamed

face to face at the end

with yourself as a man


How you must have wept

as the cock crowed



and once again

and He came

and loved you still

and you fled in tears

could that night have held peace

or your pillow sleep

as you lived

alone with yourself



how you must have danced

several eternities later


leaping into the sea

not quite restraining joy

at the sight of Him

frying fish

for you

once more


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