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short friendship poem

the ships are lying in the bay
since i have felt the sense of death
quietly, with reverance, in awe
master of human destinies am i
tell me
when i was a boy at college
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
stuff of the moon
she must go back, she said
sad are they who know not love
a flying word from here and there
there is no escape by the river

 



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