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friend poem

little gate was reached at last
friend, whose smile has come to be
when you come tonight
and with the humming bird
a life on the ocean wave
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
let us express our baser passions
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
i fill this cup
could we but know
under dusky laurel leaf
give me hunger
gaily through the fields we danced

 



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