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sympathy poem

old wine to drink
the snow whispers about me
i gazed upon the glorious sky
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
city that is not a city
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
some of the hurts you have cured
softly weeping
these hearts were woven of human joys and cares
do you hear the rain?
i made a vow once, one only

 



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