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Where I lived
where I was
where I became
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In visiting the house where I grew up, and dreaming about what was in my closet, I wrote this poem:
in my old closet
I did not find
what i needed
in my dream
I had not packed
what I needed
when i looked
it was no longer there
in my old closet
I did not find
what I needed
In my dream
I had not packed
what I needed
when I looked
it was no longer there
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