Books accumulate even if the time to read them too
The lady of the flowers is gentle and embarrassed
An act love always make sense
An act love always make sense
Workers rooftop vigil disenchanted
drunk driver traffic lights burn
Sellers rose hopeful smile, but the dog barks and fold retreating
The losers are priceless, but has a cost, remorse
The city is silent tonight
But the perfidy will not have won
Julie London - Perfidia (Leeds-Dominquez, 1963)
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