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“I haven’t even done it” she said
As if the world were waiting.
All rolled up, the over-question
“Is it done” Oh, no.
The question isn’t even asked
And time shall roll it under dust
Until even I won’t recognize
“I haven’t even done it”
And time rolls on downhill
Farther in escape and imprison
Me in my yesterdays.
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