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they come they go do not succumb to undertow maintain steady flow Copyright© Edge of Humanity LLC 2020 If my poetry helped, entertained,…
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he never smiled we drank our beers stepping down from bar stool he wished me luck and mumbled “my cane my only friend” …
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walking tossing torn photos pulled from dirty bag looking as if…….. relinquishing past the Man frantically shouting to rush hour traffic “please be my friend” …