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Dec 2014
For pity's sake
Give me a break
I can still fake
Being awake
What can I take
Things I can't shake

I've had my fill
I will just chill
Get a new thrill
Okay I will
Can't pay the bill
Here I am still

Playing the game
Living my name
Nothing too tame
Feeling no shame
Placing no blame
This is what came

Part of the play
Hear what I say
Or go away
No, you can stay
At least today
Things are okay

Connect this dot
Less cold seems hot
"We'll see" means not
Nothing I've got
Matters a lot
I've lost the plot

I cannot feel
This is all real
Need a new deal
Turns of the wheel
Layers to peel
Harder than steel

Changing the view
What can one do
Play peek-a-boo
With that called you
Now's always new
I think I'm through
Written by
Dennis Alston  currently in India
(currently in India)   
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