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Without Exception....

From whence I've slept.

I've no dreams, I recall.

For a darkness, filled my head.

While flowers fill my colour, 

They blind me, with their scent.

I live my life....... on paper,

Where I put my visions down.

Only leaving those .......from,

the darkness. 

Deep......., in a corner, ....of my mind.

I have, a smell.... about me.

That just, won't .....wash away!

The musk...... of mystique,

tainted.... with death and apathy.

And so. 

My love.....

If unrequited, then....

Remains only exigent.

Just how,

It 

Always is......or, will always be.

Giajl © Jim Love