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[Richard]

Since it's Canada Day, I figured I'd share a Canadian poem:


Then, If I Cease Desiring
by John Newlove

Then, if I cease desiring,
you may sing a song
of how young I was.

You may praise famous moments,
all have them, of the churches
I broke into for wine,

not praise, the highways
I travelled drunkenly
in winter, the cars I stole.

You may allow me moments,
not monuments, I being
content. It is little,
but it is little enough.