Carlos Acevedo Lugo

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poem no. 18

Life is over there,

And life is over there, 

Sexton keeps… 

And I for one must wait, 

I stand by… 

And see you –freeze. 

My right, because… 

J. Put that new grace… 

Glow –Eye 

Closer us… 

As excellence, 

P. Were you lost … 

– Ran! 

– Ran! 

– Ran! 

An American Prayer… 

That oceans are white despair… 

On Heave fame… 

Life is over there, 

And life is over there,