miracles masked to mend
the literal for illiterates
in shady towns
people forget
a union wage
that extra tear
we overpaid
a disappear
into the voids
without a trace
and we hope that someday
we`ll awaken in our garden
to the sound of a new parade
they celebrate
the coming years
until that one
that we fear
it`s all numerals and zeros
push off that war we waged ...
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