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The steel has made me cold
No the stone made me hard
Nor the gray made me colorless.
The dopefiends have not made me scandalous
Nor the cops made me hateful
Nor the hateful made me heartless
The food has not killed my appetite
Nor sexlessness killed my desire
Nor lifelessness killed my thirst.
They gave me no water for my garden,
Gave me sand for seeds,
And I grew flowers
And low fruit,
Enough to color the walls
And make stale rice
Taste sweet.
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