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Jul 2018
it's not lonely
it's death
because nobody knows

it's not only
my breath
because i need it

it's not next week, or last month or whatever you said
omega to aleph
sleep til next week
i don't mind
i don't care
i do what i want
and say what i should

one last crony
is left
and now we know
now we know
Dave Williams
Written by
Dave Williams  Johannesburg
(Johannesburg)   
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