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Rob Atkinson
Poems
Jan 2013
Torschlusspanik
Vinous smells lingered the air
Eyes coated over Sinatra blue,
Reluctant was I to bear the weight
Monsters of thoughts that grew.
Only now out here it snows,
Needing to grow, it fell and froze
Time takes time they say, I suppose.
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