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friend poem

up and down he goes
some one complained to the master
do you remember
just as my fingers on these keys
why do you always stand there shivering
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
for then without
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
old wine to drink
i am dying
rocked in the cradle of the deep

 



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