Poems ✍️

  30.09.2025
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Author: Carl Sandburg

Glimmer

LET down your braids of hair, lady.
Cross your legs and sit before the looking-glass
And gaze long on lines under your eyes.
Life writes; men dance.
And you know how men pay women.




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