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Sep 11
A sonnet to a friend

Lately, every evening, I listen to music on
short clips on the internet
I have not been taking this art seriously
busy as I have been composing unwilling words
trying to create art
How wrong I  was not to hear
It is all there, beautiful humanity
in classical form or popular
Suddenly, as my world is coming to an end 
the beauty I have missed by not listening to
the love expressed in an instrument or in
A human voice makes me long for more years
Written by
jan oskar hansen  86/M/Portugal
(86/M/Portugal)   
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