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Thomas Knox Poem
Upon the shelf there is nothing but a hat,
all dusty and faded from where it has sat,
being in the same place and the same spot,
since the very day that it was bought,
it does not seem to have a purpose,
only to keep dust off of the surface,
of the shelf on which it sits,
high above all of the other outfits,
but perhaps it was too small,
maybe i just don't recall.
Copyright © Thomas Knox | Year Posted 2011
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