Untitled Poem by Tess

Feb 19, 2024

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This piece was taken from the archives of the Mother Theresa Hackelmeier Library on Marian University's main campus. It was originally published in Volume 29, Number 3, which was put forward by the 1970 - 1971 Fioretti students.

Chrystal dreams

Shatter no-one

Except themselves

For

Gypsies travel

With carnivals

That

Never end,

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