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POEM
(To F. S.)
I loved my friend.
He went away from me.
There's nothing more to say.
The poem ends,
Soft as it began,—
I loved my friend.
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Page:The weary blues - 1926.djvu/102
POEM
(To F. S.)
I loved my friend.
He went away from me.
There's nothing more to say.
The poem ends,
Soft as it began,—
I loved my friend.
[95]