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Aug 2016
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They're tired now


They can hardly

Lift up their heads


The world seems so far away


So alien


( so loveless )

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The bottle is cracked

The wine drips to the ground

And is soon gone



The child !


Playing in the park



The young girl;,,;!!!!





The peddler drifts by


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The rain clouds form





The minstrel is playing his flute




And dances


( So lovely ! )



On the top a the hill




Written by
Jeffrey Robin  Yuba city. Cal
(Yuba city. Cal)   
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