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You lure me to lift from my face this dark
veil, so I can see you right and focus
on the flo..
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Sticks and dried leaves, dark night, strike me,
bring me something
I can chew on
or wipe my face
with. My shr..
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I can believe the kind of thing your kind
go on about, and I in turn can
understand the way your lot continually
shrink..
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I needed to go to the shop and stock up. I wanted
some beers and some nice food,
for when he came back, after she’d been b..
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A very quick poem. I'll return to it and sort it all out.
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Inspired by Boxing, Martin Edin (London), The Loneliness of the long distance runner (Alan Sillitoe), The Panther (Rainer Maria Rilke).
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Port Folio piece. About place.
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This text will accompany a painting. I want it to be an extension of the art.
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The personal tragedy of s decent fellow.
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