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Aug 2013
Drips of life fell into my dreams
As the rain leached onto my window
Echoes bouncing as I struggled for the light
Another day needs a beginning

Still as I wake the pain returns
Aches from a body faded to grey
Years of the enslaved bite my unseen
wounds
Once the days were good

Life was young then
Life was free and I cared no further
Only now do my regrets take their toll
As my mind smiles through a face in pain
Bitten are the yellow stains in my grin

Take me
Take me from this ever decreasing circle
That lays claim for my body
Show me the other turn
Claim me for the better off in life
Cold is the dawn

Cold is my life
The empty bed leaves no comfort
From my curse to stay  
Life work me hard so my pain can continue
Let my destitution come true
My day has begun
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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   Nat Lipstadt
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