Souses Poems - Poems about Souses

...The psychology of the sun is strange... The violinist's taupe strapped sandals, color of beach sand, burning, slap tiles with embedded grime, like the charred plaster walls of a Syrerian ......

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...It is the light that burns through the night The night that is covered by pain The pain that burns on bones so fragile It is the face of the parents The face that glow with joy But the joy th......

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