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The Rabbit Catcher
The Applicant
Lady Lazarus
Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.
I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly
I didn’t want any flowers, I only wanted To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty. How free it is, you have no idea how free— The peacefulness is so big it dazes you, And it asks nothing, a name tag, a few trinkets.
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