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Shades
through a window I rewind my life
the words I never seemed to utter
dreams that turned to piles of dust
it's better to pull down the shutter
that's the woman I didn't marry, a
love affair left to wither and stutter
her tears fall like rain in the street
it's better to pull down the shutter
sins of youth that seemed so bland
echo down the hot concrete gutter
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Friday 23rd July 2021 11:19 am
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