Later I Would Think Of America Comments
Out of the sprawl slouching through the money jungle -
a sound like feet on stairways going up and
down never stops and love is a doleful saxophone
in a cubicle room. Some things are not the way
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Good poem about life where you are at that moment.Your eyes can see excekllently and your ears hear all things very sharp. Bit sad poem, lamenting but at your age, it is constantly a Song of Laments. Great poem I tell you, sure 5 Stars full.
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7/29/2025 11:32:55 PM # 1.0.0
WHERE are you, busy with VLAK Magazine? Please keep creating poetry, though it is your daily life, it IS always impressive and interesting