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POEMS ON
TRAVEL
I
When you
travel
Stars talk to
you,
The things
they say
Are often sad.
II
The nights
you're drunk
The tune you
whistle
Is cheerful,
But the same
tune
At the train
window
Doesn't sound
cheerful.
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