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Tithe
Better bread than yesterday's.
Her head on my chest like a bird.
Only she ain't free, she's with me.
Her head on my chest like a bird.
Only she ain't free, she's with me.
Published 13th Jul 2011
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14th Jul 2011 9:00am
I am still trying to marry the title to the poem. I like the subtlety of it all though.
