I too write of foreign, fading light.
Sunset at Siem Reap. A poem
from the comfort of a strange
land, this guilt trip for words
I failed to find at home.- a very fine poem. tony
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I too write of foreign, fading light. Sunset at Siem Reap. A poem from the comfort of a strange land, this guilt trip for words I failed to find at home.- a very fine poem. tony