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I am jealous of you,
Who read what I write,
Not because of who you are,
Or who you are not.
I am jealous of you
Because I am certainly dead,
Given the swiftness of time—
Here you are, alive, and reading
With light the swiftness of my rhyme.
I am jealous of you,
Who came into my life,
And now I don’t remember…
Was there a child? A wife?
I am jealous of you,
Who are walking behind—
Among the cloudy flowers—
And I, on this same path, am now merely a mind.
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