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baby poem

lady, your heart has turned to dust
as a naked man i go
from our hidden places
stir
a look is but a ray
i have come into the desert because my soul is athirst
a mile behind
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
over the river they beckon to me
happiness
friend, whose smile has come to be
uplifting, as the wind blew
out of me unworthy and unknown
long has the summer sunlight shone

 



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