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Lost
Back in 1995 I seem to have been a whole lot angrier than I am today! And more lost. But there's certainly some energy here.
Lost
Lost when your eyes are too wide,
lost when the sky
shouts high notes
when it should be whispering;
lost when the fires die.
Lost when complete strangers
give you the finger and grin,
or when the beer and the noise stop
and y...
Sunday 12th February 2017 2:55 pm
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