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Monday, November 14, 2016
Ostrich on the Moon
Oh to be an ostrich, head buried in the moon
Breathing no air and hearing no tune
A chorus of mourning stars
weep from afar
Griefs upon griefs
Grief for my father
Grief for my friend
Grief for my nation
Griefs without end
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