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Tuesday, 5 August 2014

Sanity ...

I am but parts remaining
Of a long time down seconds
Burnt and consumed bits
Of some long lost soul beckoned
Languishing days that have moved sultry
Of parched pavements longing
I be born of those and more
Thirst more from wanting
Dabs of black on pages of white
Of tired fingers that remain
Treading depths ever not known
This the sanity in our insane.

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