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A sky slate greyI saw a sky / slate grey- clear / but for

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these lungsthis air that travels / and wet through / window, grasps

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to a hurtyou broke me / down, past where we / met- to a hurt

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adriftthe colour drifts / held and split-tastes / and chooses, abhorrent

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adriftthe colour drifts / held and split-tastes / and chooses, abhorrent

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tiltthe touch that / draws a face / to accept a

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adriftthe colour drifts / held and split-tastes / and chooses, abhorrent

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lost of youI have no words / for this / I could look askance

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A childa flag listless / hangs- a song unsung / children chant' await

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this lossthese arms that / laboured once past / pain and thought, lay

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