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not
proving a thing
but
stood to reason
by
exercise of habit home
just
noting this that
letting
in the colour of day
now
and then letting up
come
through the static
but
not to impress
dreamt
thus far so this is
strapped
into a cash machine
and
having climbed out of that wreck
nothing
to be done
years
gone
remaining
nameless
not
adding up
even
amounting
it
wasn't ever my intention
but
winter
waits crouched
I'm
opening a window
it's
only by some accident
you
come across these words
stiff
with the weather
just
so much of me left
or
long ago
who
knows?
one
could praise the whirl of world
but
I hope for the garden after
just
saying
that's
all
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