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Is There, In Truth, No Beauty
Is There, In Truth, No Beauty
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I am the dry path
Sat between
The first rain drops
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I am the dandelion
Dancing in a field
Missed by the scythe
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I am the spark
That jumps
From flint to straw
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I am the breaking wave
Crashing up against
Deserted beaches
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I am the words
Caught in the throat
Of dirty liars
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I am the light
Crawlin...
Friday 20th March 2020 11:28 pm

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