There is so much I miss
So many people so many times so many worlds
So much-
We will never wholly be what we are
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I WROTE A FEW WORDS
I wrote a few words
And the Guilt and the Sadness and the Regret
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As I could when I was young
Now my Sadness is older than all Literature
It has a grave before it
And many graves of friends all around
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My sense of my own meaninglessness
Suddenly disappeared-
I realized I had done something with my life
I had spoken truly of what I knew and felt-
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Loved ones and Friends die
So many people are sick,
Worlds disappear
Everything hurts more
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Another friend is gone
It’s two in a little more than a month
Two people who it was a special pleasure to talk with-
My world grows smaller
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We can no longer do at the end-
How painful and disappointing then
How difficult
How sad and unhappy
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POEMS TO LOVE LIFE MORE
The world wants poems
That metaphor its meaning's intensity
Songs of Life and Beauty
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WE CAME BACK
We came back
Who would have believed it possible?
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