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Autumn 1941 • Vol. III No. 4 • Younger Poets |

Fable for Easter 1941

He was the last man free
The rest were spies
He knew it by their hands
Their lips their eyes

And knew they watched him close
All day all night
His life a prime conjecture
In their sight

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