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EVENING AT CENTRAL PARK |
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EVENING AT CENTRAL PARK By Amparo Jaramillo-Restrepo
Here,
amidst the calm of Central Park
my eyes are pinned
on the translucent
open palm of the lake.
The romantic accordion notes warm Viola's heart and take her way back to her distant youth. A group of boisterous children nest their fantasies in Christian Anderson's book. Here, at Central Park the day begins to die. Along goes my broken heart
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