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Spring-time cleaning has left me
reeling through the dust
and I can watch her leave me a thousand times a day –
but I can't make her stay.
that fill a man up more than insides and the reality of anatomy;
oh, I won't ever be familiar with the fears that rise up randomly
that you squelch so smoothly after years of practicing and practicing
to be a calm individual who falls asleep in seven minutes.
Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell
to company; they keep telling me that the past
and the dwelling in it is discouraged by the masses --
what do they know?
Putting pencil in hand your face
multiplies 'cross all mediums
justness is called to question on whether
I can even mention the What-If and When-I-did
to company;
subconcious
I know can be corralled, morphed and altered
but dreams -- they are proof
of what is there -- there is nothing I can do.
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