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Feb 28
i know,
they are waiting for me
to die..

patience, lily,
(she has a touch of
the paranoias..)

life passes in the
twinkling of an
eye..

trust in that..love
and ask not why
beauty and

acceptance
sure
10=10..!

ii

postumous is for
the possums
um-

when she dies
her work will be
wisdom-

beyond silver and
gold..
words like timeless

will be bandied
stories told
some of us

begin at the end
the very last
or penultimate

grain
to fall
..

iii

meanwhile life
is hard
a mean card

you hear the one
about the broken heart
and the

lost dirge-
eternal love sworn
some tooting words

fitted up like a acorn
some hallow accord
just to pass the hours

and then the dawns
sacrifcede
i thought different

but the truth at last
some grass
soon be dead

and then no more
cheating
and names

no more giraffes
that laugh and
wait

no more silly ways
10 will indeed equal 10
once again..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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