Xamara Lemus Poems

there is a man who is alone
he has many relatives
he has rivers
he has oceans
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falling leafs
as falling tears
by broken dreams
forged by reality
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remembrance of golden years
that i never forgot
nor could i forget
the days of high school
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in the empty plaza nothing could a salesman sell
though no one bought a thing
her voice just would not turn off
her voice would never turn off
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