I’m Watching,

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May 2018

I’m Watching, 

 

as ......

the clouds, drift...... 

by.

And, I’m wondering if...

Come, the morrow. 

Will the trees, 

still ........ sing for me ?

Will a drunken dream.

Be remembered ?

Or, like last nights pockets,

Lie,

shattered .....and.

Full,

of 

 

shrapnel

 

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