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I grieve for the storytellers...

I grieve for the storytellers of yesterday, and morn the loss of their magic.

I Know a Girl (old unpublished poem)

I know a girl Who frames us In her mind I know a girl Who thinks love Is a waste of time I know a girl Who brings musicians To their knees I know a girl Who stays busy To avoid things I know a girl Who should be singing As a fulltime job I know a girl Who knows glory Only through God I know a girl Who turns her cheek When kissed I know a girl Who has a boy That’s fatherless I know a girl Who can’t live Far from the sea I know a girl Who is better off Without me I know a girl… So many it seems But the one I really need Remains faceless In my dreams