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like a soft touch on the cheek

This poem ( dear child )

Lingers

On the boundary

Between what you know yourself to be

And your sadness

And pain

And creates itself from worldly memories

Just so you might

Be glad

••

Oh

I am just an old man

One eye on you

One --- on death

//

Still

A song is sung

Why ?

( yes / why )

Who can say anymore

///

Just to touch you so you can seem

Real to me so I can feel

Real to myself

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HELLO AND GOODBYE

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We  (?)

Who (?)

I see only outlines of bodies which I try to trace

Angel ragged boys and girls

Looking for the kingdom

Stuck in AMERICA !

Longing to escape !

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Just to touch

Quietly

Powerfully

Truthfully

We sing softly in the dead of night

To the living and to the dead

To each other and the gods that be

To this sacred moment and to eternity

From the earth and from beyond the grave

//

Just because

LOVE is grand

And it's so good just to see your eye

It's so good just to hold your hand