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short friendship poem

he's gone
we who stood
when i returned at sunset
braided and woven
i cannot always feel his greatness
never in all my life
little gate was reached at last
from floor to ceiling
dark-eyed
i saw with open eyes
gone before us
god
tell me

 



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