Sunday 10 March 2013

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the sun’s going down
the dust can drop now
nothing more’s suspended

there’s nothing out to loss
you can shit out the whole heat
and throw the hope of the day

a new form’s begun
the buzzing of sunshine’s silenced
nipping out the dawning of plans

begin again tomorrow
or sail out into a dark chaos
set happy against the wind

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