Manonton Dalan Poems

between chords and twist
of keys my breathe stretch
to a throwback moment
it soothe my; my feelings
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I want to walk around
where people spend
their time and money
show world that they live
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oh she come with a jug
of fresh water from well
wetting her dress bare
to see shape of her beauty
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look here's this man
who said much words
about fault of others
for your pretty eyes
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was on passenger set
enjoying scenery of
various shapes; forms
how land is cut; develop
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I feel coldness seeping
through these fabrics
threads are cooperating
poorly to purpose of
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sitting gives my legs
long wanted relaxation
walking up; down ladder
put a stress on joints
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afternoon am on line
towards gas pumping
low price today $1.75
lowest I ever seen in 5
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my umbrella so beautiful
my partner against rain
I also use it as my cane
when I forget I feel naked
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I am still on my chair
watching those feet clatter
stomping, dragging, kicking,
hopping, skipping, something
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