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David McLansky

Rookie - 408 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

Sitting Alone On Kay's Empty Bench


I sit upon Kay’s empty bench
And recite Villon in ancient French;
“But where are the snows of yesteryear? ”
Absorbed in the ground with my wet tears.

Submitted: Monday, September 30, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 01, 2013
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