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we move about

We go from here to there

We see many things

We drop
Our poems

To the ground

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A lover here
A lover there

( we move around )

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I saw a young boy

He might have been an angel

Yesterday

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In the shelter of pure imagination

We can so easily save eachother

And thus the world

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So
Many stories float by


I add to these my simple song



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