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I now have time
To see all those
Little David’s
Lost on the streets
Of Liverpool, Germany
And many stations in-between
Lamenting a love gone wrong
Crying to himself
Too broken hearted
To pick up the phone
Hours upon days and years
Out of sorts
A rattle bag of fears
An assortment of misery
Freshly picked from the store
But now I have ...
Monday 21st June 2021 2:14 pm
Retire(la)ment
I now have time
To see all those
Little David’s
Lost on the streets
Of Liverpool, Germany
And many stations in-between
Lamenting a love gone wrong
Crying to himself
Too broken hearted
To pick up the phone
Hours upon days and years
Out of sorts
A rattle bag of fears
An assortment of misery
Freshly picked from the store
But now I have ...
Monday 21st June 2021 2:14 pm
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