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Mark Melnicove 216 Cedar Grove Road Dresden, ME 04342 mmelnicove@roadrunner.com When Then When revelation announces freedom And there’s no use Not to admit it When moths in your brain Are every bit as hungry For wisdom as light When soil is every Shovelful an atonement When theme Is not lost among schoolchildren When one is the one Who does not project onto others Then outside and inside will be switched on And what was the color of eyes Unto death will Become the color of life after

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Poem by Mark Melnicove