By: D. Clare

As I hop aboard the east bound rails, scurring past graffiti

Sojourned to many islands but never once to Tahiti...

Derailed and bivouacked in Bangkok, a ***** house of mirrors

No, I don't drink beers...

Cloak and smoking dagger
Partied with fools to **** Jagger

Run over in the streets to yet again, cheating the odds

Never odd or even, it all depends on what you believe in!

Trains, boats and planes cannot find your way home

My thought now is... to be alone!


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