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May 2014
Go away-
go away and
let me regroup,
every time I think
I have it, really have
it, someone speaks
or the phone rings
and it's all lost-
all lost and forgotten
and the spark dims
and somewhere a
small man smiles
and you want to
rip it all out of ya
and start over
as a crane
in a pond
Colin Anhut
Written by
Colin Anhut  Raleigh, NC
(Raleigh, NC)   
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