Poem -
the jurney
she is not herself -
where can she be -
her friend said she is walking -
down by the sea -
where can she be
i serch on the strand
then i find her shoes , her coat
and her red hairband
she is not herself today
i feer now she is free
she has teken a jurney
a long cruse at sea
the end
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