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Michael John
Poems
Jan 3
when i was young
when i was young
well about 25
i read war and peace
i was half way through
war
when this guy goes
you know-give me something
to read
i am dying( i had nothing)
here..so i give him
peace-and amid oaths of
return i never saw him again..
ii
i tell a lie
sitting in a dusty cafe
in piraeus
he came out the rainy
day and we greeted like
old friends..
the sea rustled and cried..
he had got married
and now her brothers
were after him..
and then
we knocked into each other
in the red light district
of amsterdamn
we never seemed to change..
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Michael John
62/M/SPAIN
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