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Nov 2020
silk wrapped memories
at dusk I cry
drifting in clouds
I touch the melancholy
reflecting back

we each live another day
we also share the sadness
of things better forgotten
sleep steals the pain
a smile is always a smile
as fall takes the flowers
to the moon
For my friend
Arthur Vaso
Written by
Arthur Vaso  Montreal
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