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Norman Goldstein

Norman Goldstein

a lost friend

Joy
A lost friend
When did you leave?
There was no fond embrace
Or hug goodbye
One moment here
And then you disappeared  
I shall travel on
Without you now
My new friends
Small comfort
Take what you get
It will happen soon
I shall abide them
Hopefully not too long.

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