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Oct 2016
Grey Sun
We loved the man
But could not say
Wanting his hand
Looking another way
We loved the sun
Leaving no shadows
A perfect illusion,

For the poet who dresses
In passionate sorrows.
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Ghost Writer 3
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Ghost Writer 3  San Fransisco
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