Vincent, I forget your sad eyes sometimes old friend
fiction
edward w pritchard
I had a nice Mexican meal, tacos and rice
and I listened to music a long time.
I exersized and I walked a long way,
and I was alone, lots and lots,
sorry old egg;
Vincent I forget your sad eyes sometimes,
old friend, maybe I'll see your again later
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