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Song Bird.
Like the morning bird
You sing the stars away.
Just like that
My darkness burns to light.
Thursday 15th February 2018 12:58 pm
Thursday
The dusk before the dawn
When folks drink till they black out.
spazz out, whatever comes first.
Can't explain it, a nite like this has this feeling
which only comes around on this rare occasion.
Prelude to Friday and Saturday, memories
don't easily fade away.
Saturday 7th March 2015 10:06 pm

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