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FRAGMENTS

How have I become who I am?
Who has made me what I do not know?
My life has been mystified
Puzzling me till I die
I have become what I loathe

Anger a conflagration that eats me up
Turning me hostile to my consciousness
Anger has made a fragment of my reflection

Fear a second piece of my miserable self
Turning me to a buffonn
Phobia has been a fragment of my avarice

Happiness a mot...

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November (Golden fallen)

And so as nothing leads to nothing

and your weary eyes

leaves turn golden then they fall

grasping for the past

 

An old tramp in the corner

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you used to own the whole world too

benches for thrones, friends to trust

 

All is gone yet you still live

bursting with sweet love

 

Love of golden fallen leaves

- that is what you've...

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