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by Daniel Alexander   Nov 4, 2005


This dream takes a ride
Through the unquestioning syllables
What lies more than truth?
Emptied space makes for
Great fodder
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Today, I fell apart
Nuts and bolts strewn across the shop floor
She said to me
"It's all you've ever wanted"
And it's such an odd way to protect herself
But I guess she does what she has to
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Shuffling steps through a dark doorway
Timid
Too much worn out, too much worn in
Shuffle

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