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Rhymes From The Nursery 1
I had
all the wealth
And I had
all the fame
I had all
the glamour
One life
could contain
I had
all the friends
And I had
all the foes
That now sit
as equals
On the end
of my nose
I had
all these things
But one message
rings true
To have
and to hold
Is but folly
— adieu
(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)
Copyright ©
Kurt Philip Behm
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