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Jun 2019
Love is a halfwit
A fool that tears out of the gate
Running towards a setting sun
Hoping to hold a light that can’t be held
Left to fumble around in the dark
Like blind cat in a room full of rocking chairs
While we as drunken losses
Intoxicated by an ideology
Just smile and rock
Written by
Jamison Bell
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