A.M. Gouedard Biography

An aging Alice sits in her room
Leading a simple life.
Her big adventures are over.
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tell me your dreams and tell me them true
tell me of days when you were a child
i need to better remember you
when it all comes round again in a while
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Two lovers
separated
by the stretch
of open ocean
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There's a song that wafts so gently
in music faintly heard.
A song with words so fleeting
I cannot hold them still.
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The lamps shine down from windows high above,
Burning moths, white wings against the light.
Old roses hang against the well worn walls
Amongst the darker tangle of the leaves,
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