Armistice (II)

Sixty years it took for glory
walked past and jumped the queue
like craving sold by drugsters
love burns but you never do…

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coffee no sugar and Billie Holiday for this cold little heart
“when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you…”
baked pumpkin from last night and salty seeds,
I wander still
will you sing Hallelujah?
or let my wishing lean…

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“On The Road” today
ran from Denver east back home,
the story tells

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Happy anniversary!
(…)
N.B. Don’t forget, the cake