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tristesse
Tristesse
I saw an old man
he wore a sailor cap
sat on a bench
near the town's lake
he cried
not understanding
why, he was no longer
young
and a mariner
of the seven seas
I saw an old man
he wore a sailor cap
sat on a bench
near the town's lake
he cried
not understanding
why, he was no longer
young
and a mariner
of the seven seas
Published 11th Mar 2024
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