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FROM THE MULTI-POLAR MIND OF A RECOVERING EX-USER

not poetry, not purposeful, not pretending









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Sunday 11 March 2012

Postscript

something
i need something
something sweeter than love
to take these dreams away

someone
i need someone
someone with the power
to make this life a way

because the moon stares from the sky
and can hear our every lie
and so it's time to leave this place
you've seen it written on my face
please put these tired words to bed
and kiss goodnight my empty head

somewhere
i'm going somewhere
somewhere with the power
for night to follow day

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