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Poem: Mary Magdalene
My name is Mary,
common enough in my time
to need to be identified by place, or family.
Mine is such a name.
They call me the Magdalene.
People call me other names.
Some claim I was a prostitute,
perhaps because the town whose name I bear
is famous for that trade.
Continues...
©Marjorie Dobson
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