Woes Versus Rues I
"Do not go where I cannot follow."
She said, trembling for my tremors
But I needed to get away
I needed to find my peace
One, two, three, four feet away
I looked back, struggled back,
But the crowd was lost to a place
Where I can no longer follow.
poem by Norman Santos
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