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Here is a poem:

Lonely Deep Affection

BY CA CONRAD

years of  practice for a soft

     landing in the slaughter
               we looked far off to
            a flag sewn into flesh

dear enemy come down the

    hill I have taken a title out

of  the love for you jumping

    down the clear shaft of  your eye
     you would not know how long I
     paused when writing this unless
            I said so in the poem
             half an hour staring
             at the pencil having
     written of  my enemy with
     love and fight to maintain
                           the ascension
                           voices from a
                           room no one exits
                           we pry genocide out
                           of  the museum but
                           meant to remove
                           the museum
                           from genocide