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Upon Being Asked to Define Ghazal

klipschutz
If your life swung in the balance
I would not feed you the answer.
Truth be told, I've looked it up
again and forgotten myself.
Nobody knows all the parts, wrapped and whole.
He told me to my face.
Of mispronouncing I stand
self-accused, unsorry.
(My way sounds like a dream.)

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