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A World Of Pain

Happy Days

A drying fish an aimless frown
indifferent words in velvet sound
a stranded love too weak to drown... a sailor

a dreaming plastic moon has died
no more to colour any night
hold back the solemn in your eyes... a moment

a sailing child on waters blind
elate the sundown you will find
and deep inside no sun will shine... for never






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