Poems ✍️
  04.10.2025
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Author: Carl Sandburg

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'I KNEW a real man once,' says Agatha in the splendor of a shagbark hickory
tree.
Did a man touch his lips to Agatha? Did a man hold her in his arms? Did a man
only look at her and pass by?
Agatha, far past forty in a splendor of remembrance, says, 'I knew a real man
once.'


  memory love longing Reflection

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