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All I can do
Is feel amused
As you can’t stand the sight
Of this wandering pariah
2.
Shut these eyes
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Flash to the nights of September,
A red moon rises,
Past a cityscape on through North Bergen.
Seven counts, now for ..
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Burden myself with obscuring lies
To bend these envious intents, these slights
Of no more deadly an affliction as to love
Oh Lo..
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We stood gazing, helplessly, across the sable sea
Stars that shone. Oh so bright upon the midnight sky
We held cl..
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