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Cora Grube
Today,
Somewhere
between black and white
The
sky cries
And
the willows weep
Yet,
streams still flow,
The
world turns
I
miss you so much more than yesterday
Today,
Is
not black,
And
Today,
Is
not white.
Today
is the lead of a pencil
Starting
sharp
Ending
dull
Strong...
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