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Jan 2017
Coming up
From the bottom
I see the sun through the waves

Put a man
Face to face
With his addiction
And see how he behaves

Standing tall
In a world that lies

Takes a whole
Lot of resolve
Not to step in time

The whole **** place
Has got a ***** loose somewhere

There is plenty to distract the mind
So easy for it to take the bait
I say this to you because I know you can relate

I can't hide my face
In the sand
No, Not in the middle of Winter
How do I
Remove the log
While I work on the splinter

A lost cause
I think not

Know those laws
Before you break them
Know that ***
Before it's lit

Go for the root
Not the stem
Then you can get
Down to it again
Irving MacPherson
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