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(limits of ambition) (Free verse) by richa
the clock moves past eleven and none
- the last silver hour
of water ticks on.
the seagulls have fattened with fish,
the sea-wall shadows
have feigned and failed
to outgrow their columns,
and this boy has grown
so tall as the gravestone of his grandfather,
we hope no further.
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