The last time
You looked, you looked
Twice and kept
Rubbing your eyes
At the spectacle
Of seeing
For the first time
An aging
Sold out poet
Seeing his
Younger double
Crossing double.
You looked, you looked
Twice and kept
Rubbing your eyes
At the spectacle
Of seeing
For the first time
An aging
Sold out poet
Seeing his
Younger double
Crossing double.
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