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as if in another life
or different
possible song with an old refrain
here I am ready or not
the luck so far as spun
then for a last breath
say words on Earth, where else?
and here I live it
dreamt as always
this love we make
from what's to hand
never wake them
say the word
as if on another world
the with without of me of you
grind to the nose
so days chip off
at a certain age you see
all my work under
then I stretch to fit
the space
thing done was always
time inhabits
snuggle into the was
and some dragged screaming
some days shaky on the pegs
other days the air here's poison
as if otherwise engaged
the hour is minutes come to me
day all sky up
first tear out the truth
sun in my head
for exploding
some days under the microsope
far and over hills away
rises in the morning
as if the given up were ghost
tie me to the mast, keep rowing
I have to hear them sing
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