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We eat a fresh-caught crab fish
in the setting sun and as in the old books
of my mother, we count the ticking
of the clock from time to time
you say old books also are okay

Another carrot and a pun
once more delaying
the unavoidable farewell kiss
no more calling on each other
I really don't know what to say
Friday, March 5, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: farewell,goodbye
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Collection 'Life line' (written in 1973)
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