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Back to The Reading Lamp
Back to the poetry of Robert Paul Reyes SONG OF YESTERDAYThe record spins in my mind, a pop song from my innocence. A limber and carefree youth, dances and prances with exuberance. I come to my senses, and curse my creaking back. Robert Paul Reyes Send comments to Robert Paul Reyes © 1998 |