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Old Song

ISSUE:  Summer 2011

Praised be friends. Praise enemies.
Praise the dark above.
Praise hangovers. Praise cigarettes.
The vulture and the dove.

Praise all music. Praise the harp.
And the amplifier’s buzz.
Praise the days we’d live forever.
And loneliness. And love.

Praise even death. Or at least the dying,
who teach us how to live.
Praise you, living, reading this.
Praise light. Praise the wind.


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