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Poems

Solitude

3 January 2015

9:00 AM

3 January 2015

9:00 AM

Together, they wrote a book.
Its title was Solitude, or
Every Man his own Hermit.

They wrote alternate chapters
in a small room with one chair and a desk
hardly bigger than A4.


Bip wrote on Saturdays, Mondays
and Wednesdays, Bop on the other days.

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