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short friendship poem

who loves the rain
i love my hour of wind and light
who is the runner in the skies
full of tears
burly, dozing humble-bee
i went up and down the streets
when, full of warm and eager love
one by one, like leaves from a tree
all those treasures that lie
up from the meadows rich with corn
awful truths these be
at midnight
when night drifts along the streets of the city
listen to the sounding sea

 



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