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Dear Ones Lost

DEAR ONES LOST

Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Where are you now?

Missing you terribly
But that’s our fault
Not yours

Or is it?

Or else not?

For you are I
As I play you
In your absence

Asking where am I?
Asking where am I?
Asking where am I?

City City City City City

CITY CITY CITY CITY CITY

Here in this city
In this mockery of life
Life eluded me
It eluded everyone
While few noticed its absence

Absence

ABSENCE

It’s fine to see here on this warm October day
The orange of maize heads drying on that roof
Reflecting in the marigolds below
To sit among the rocks and read
Watching butterflies hover in the sun
But missing is the smell of new mown grass
That scents the air of far off England’s summer

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