come call the inn waitress
to clearthe empty glasses of the table of friends
for after sharing the joys
of shadows and of emptiness
we will sober or drunk
take each his way
alone.
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Author:
jabberm (
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- Comment from author about the poem: thought of life and bitterness of being alone at last
- Category: Sad
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Its nice
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