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Feb 2015
the clouds
they hover
over me
i wonder
if my doings will stay

deep blue
crystal clear
i can't keep on
living in fear

all I have are cigarette burns
scars on my arms
and broken bones

I am sorry
but I have nothing left
to give to you
go on and be
who you are supposed to

because I'll stay
Nimrod Morgenstern
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Nimrod Morgenstern
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