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[...] I and the Arch we burned / to the touch. 'Don't touch that Arch a boy / we know got third-degree burns from touch- / ing that Arch,' says my mother sitting / for her statue. She is metal on a hilltop and / so sad she's not a Cross. She was long ago / given to us by Ireland. What an underhand / gift for an elsewhere to give, a door / that reminds you you can leave it [...].