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Poem Number 1363
Long ago in some far away place
I have found & came back home
The meaning of living
Cuts & bruises covered my heart
A grey, dusty shroud covered my soul
A bottle of salty tears at hand
And an emotional beaten body that
.... eyes were beyond recognition
but who is there to care, I am the last man on earth, and I talk to myself
to the prodigal son, a fatted calf and all my wealth!
L7: emotinally, beaten body
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