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we met nightly in that church red with need

to free our hands of death building only to go bust

holding on blessed as a swan in the palace

our last words washed out with the rain

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 31 January 1666.

Dave Bonta

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in that red with need
to free our hands of
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