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a final ease
barry spacks
after the vaunting reach for gold,
feeling no need for a curtain-call,
i'd leave the stage with 1 cooled
as sisyphus, at the foot of the hill,
might give it all up, the crazy rote
of shove and sweat he'd always known,
cease with a smile, light a cheroot,
and sit down on his stone.
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