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A man stands on the bridge looking over the river; someone walks on his grave and makes him shiver,
He glances to his left as a shadow passes by; a young voice says ‘hey do you want to get high,…
ContinueAdded by Michael Foley on December 7, 2014 at 17:29 — No Comments
I lived in the archive of
His colourful, chaotic past
For two months
Sleeping with the Dust and Boxed Relics
Of his old life
The life he said he’d out grown
The Skin he said he’d Shed
His fashionable fox fur coat
And Hall of Packed Paintings
His One Hundred and One Shirts…
ContinueAdded by Cynthia Lewis-Jones on December 4, 2014 at 3:10 — No Comments
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