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” Wind “
Is there anybody could tell Where the wind comes from. Getting quickly among the trees Turning up the back side Of the trembling leaves
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2021
Come to me I greet you! With high hope and trust I meet you With love for your number And with concern for what may (not) come
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The Ballad of Jayne
“She was like that… she would send you pictures you took togetherso that her smile could haunt you from your photo album she would put on a thick layer of red hot lipstickevery 20 minutes so that you wouldn’t even dare to kiss her she would leave pencil-written messages in the poetry books you’d lend…
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