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Nov 2015
I cannot find the words to say,
The ones to set things right.
The English language
Falls away
And leaves me with
"We might."

We might succeed
We might work out
We just might carry on.
But deep inside
The words that occupy me are:
"You're wrong."
rootsbudsflowers
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rootsbudsflowers  23/F
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