Children with candyfloss
and prizes of goldfish
Young men kill tin ducks
in sharp shooter poses
The laughter of the lovers
on the rickety stairs
The rumble of the diesels
and the sounds of the fair
An old gipsy lady,
in soft Spanish whispers,
took my hands in hers
and told me their secrets:
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