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I Knew
by Joe CramerI wait for calls that never come
Songs that are no longer sung.
So often, I simply remain undone
What has happened, what's now begun?
I sit in silence, pen a poem or two
Looking for more, so much more to do.
These thoughts surround, thoughts so few
There is little else again, this I knew. 08/14/2009 Author's Note: ... to a friendship lost, I guess we were never really friends.....
Posted on 08/14/2009
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