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teen poem

when night drifts along the streets of the city
so fallen
since, if you stood by my side today
and still they walked on
the meadow was creeping
the air is full of dawn and spring
within my hand i hold
doubtless i remember still
little park that i pass through
you say you love me
those on the top say they know you, earth-they are liars
the old songs
blossoms of babies
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you


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