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Luck, Chance & Coincidence

Sleeping

each evening

every event

even as everything

escapes me

 

or both

both

 

no body knows

not only —

no

 

road closed

close roads

closing

 

comforting

outside

composed

exposed

re-posed

posed

 

a live

life

 

mis-shapen

de-formed

un-focused

 

some day

some time

 

solo

so long

so

so

so

and it’s over

so it’s under

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