A guest by geordie williamson

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Sep 2016

A guest

I walk through the streets like death,

I meet to greet treated like a funeral *****,

I speak on the benches like a prisoner of time,

I prophasize in celeste,

I am your homeless guest

Written by

geordie williamson Shetland

(Shetland)

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