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best friend poem

since i have felt the sense of death
beneath my window in a city street
were it not for that singular smell
along a river-side
i fill this cup
i love to steal awhile away
all down the years
they in the darkness gather and ask
give me
let us plant
she heard the children playing in the sun
in september
under a spreading chestnut tree

 



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