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Evening's late

Evenings late,
The quill, the day,

The quill under
my pillow lay,
the day

Out of the quiet
as if i knew anything

He say,
"spell Siam".  

I looked
at him oddly.  
and
then he
asked me,

"do you think its spelled,
S I A M, as in
the old country".  

I said, yes,
I bet it is.

I took charm
in the old country,
and was quiet about it.
Written by Pishashee
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