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May 16
can't make up your mind
on which side
you would like to lean

so, you stand
with head in hand
somewhere in-between

both hot and cold
cause lukewarm
where none of it makes sense

half and half
right and left
straddling the fence

what comes to light
working both sides
you're flimsy in foundation

after all this time
of crossing lines
mistakes that you've been making

playing both sides
you never find
you have that good a grip

to grab ahold
of your lost soul
straddling the fence
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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