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Friday, 2 May 2014

Bedroll

I forget how many times I've turned over for passion
Or was it for compassionate leave

To grieve for nights that wander by no more

Or was it, for some misguided reason
To try and even up the score


This is a poem from Vagaries:
Love of The Key to Room 149
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