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May 2014
Time folds
yet I will never
I am a gambling man
and so never fold

Look I don't age
I just die each day
and in that I renew
like a jurassic shrew

Oh come come
I lived before you were born
and have many empires
glories that keep my name

Let time fold
as my space is mine
and as I fall sideways
so do those knickers of yours


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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