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May 2018
My dreams are coloured by
The passage of the night
My passion is distorted by
A shifting inner light
******* with my senses
******* with my mind
Building barbed wire fences
It’s crueller to be kind.
Feel the grit :)
Written by
Steve  The Burgh
(The Burgh)   
       Rich Hues, Steve and ---
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