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Untitled XIV
Oh, the traffic jam jelly
Of feeling piled up
And heavy down the road
Oh, the rhythm and riddle shade
As thick as winter socks
Trapping heavy heat in deep
And the traffic jam blends up the street
A sea of tears
Desert of words
That the rain's forgotten and neglected
Feeling piled up
Needs some sorting out and sifting through
Without me within me
