You'll meet that special someone.
Who'll break your heart.
You won't care.
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A new dream...
Definitely.
Way back...
RVN 1967-68
Invocation
None of us (or so few of us)
pay attention;
The work of God continues
in the pollen falling from the bee
as it moves
from flower to flower
Lament
Every corner I turn,
there stands Hafez, damn his eyes!
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