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Jun 2020
She said, 'its okay -
it's not what we thought
So it's time to stop short,
to let go, step back
and take a different route.
It's time to play a new track,
one which gives more scope
for dancing without tripping
for singing with no mind to the heckling.
So step back,
let go and go your way
while I go mine.
It's okay,
its just that this time
we both ran out
of each other's time.'
And she went.
Thomas W. Case got me listening to Tom Waits again.  This is a rift off Hold On.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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