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The stars shine brighter than the books say they’re supposed to
And the tall grass ain’t as green as the other side had proposed
I was too drunk to see the starshine
In the daytime I saw their glimmer spark and melt into some bronze eyes
Two rings of lulled dreamscapes I near missed when I fell into a low tide
I writ in song so that the stanzas, you can’t read them, but you li...
Tuesday 7th December 2021 4:41 am
Remembering
Some truths are hard to conceive
Beyond what I’m able to believe
The joy remembered as tears we cried
How is it 35 years since Ian Curtis died?
A man who once lived in Macclesfield, this poem was written in May 2015
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