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I often pause to wonder
of the two sides of the
man from the Balkans
who graced my life
with his friendship
and this time
Hours over a glass or
a bowl of salad,
weighed and paid for,
in smoky haze or deep thought
masks worn and parts played
words shared and questions unasked
of unhealed scar tissue,
a life in the jungle,
the struggles of ethnic strife
and the INS.

May 18, 2006 7:40pm

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