![Transcription Center logo](/themes/custom/tc_theme/assets/image/logo.png)
This transcription has been completed. Contact us with corrections.
92 Sunday, April 1, 1928 HLIHE Hline [[strikethrough]] Oh, every other person who Comes down the street resembles you — And I, walking on the hard cold street move me Oh The long brown road separates I see oft times beyond the sun, Beyond the sky when night has come, Beyond the city's cold respect Blue Island u [[/strikethrough]] 93 Monday, April 2, 1928 And tho the glamour and intense part of Our friendship are no longer here, I yet Can fondle [[strikethrough]] in my [[/strikethrough]] memories for-get The fullness of our incident of love, And tho' we [[strikethrough]] To want only you — Since you had gone When And when I neither wake nor sleep Some times - oft times - myself I steep In memories of things gone by — Of times when I was never I, When every day was not a day But simply time to laugh away. Where kindly ripples licked the sand Which stretched up to the virgin land. [[/strikethrough]]