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Oct 2019
You can try and try to predict the weather
We all still end up completely lost together

I’ll be you’re umbrella for the rain
Your shelter from the hurricane
You’ll be the needle for my vein
Wax me off when I need to wain

Roulette me play the slots with Tenacious
Diligence untie your knots with Gracious
Blissfulness spreads to the ignorant Spaces
As your blackjacks crack their pocket Aces

That’s life,but sometimes we need a Joker
To remind the table that it’s not just Poker

We Arrived just on time but came too soon
Howling at the earth standing onthe moon
Alone as one we shall never know solitude
We must change now, or we’re all *******
It’s getting hot in here, so donate all your clothes
Drifton A Way
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