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Jan 2011
We've been **** so long,
our clothes itch when we're dressed.
We've been in thought so long,
it feels strange to speak.
We've been smoking too long,
to stay sober during the day.
We've been numb for so long,
it seems foolish to worry.
We've been absent-minded for too long,
to have reason enough to reason with.
We've been awake so long,
we don't have to sleep to dream.
We've been fighting so long,
we don't know if peace exists.
We've been dancing so long
that our toes twitch while we lay.
Topher Green
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Topher Green
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