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Michael John
Poems
Aug 2021
this morning he had
this morning he had
taken up an opposite
window
cried if i want
a heart unknown
as my own
and be
some distant joyful
land
called wild
(even a crispy bit?)
he would not be
tempted..not
an oat-
separated seas
by vast civilization
cry uncle
but in the jungle
he steadfastly
remains
lays tomorrow..
Written by
Michael John
62/M/SPAIN
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