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Nov 2009
What I see is
nothing

What I want is
hiding

What I know,
I don't.

And nobody recalls
anything...

What I feel
is unfelt

What I want is
heart sent

What I hope is
bent.

How I care is
up for rent.
Cheap
*******
Get out!


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(c) Robert W.G. Ross 1995
Robert McKinlay
Written by
Robert McKinlay  Vancouver
(Vancouver)   
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