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Fight the lids of heavy lead
Melting on your new-made bed.
Rise of wonder, loss of sight,
Will you plummet like a kite?
Floating errant on the sea,
Awash in fetal harmony,
Helpless drifter, unaware,
Cannot finish – doesn’t care.
Rays of dawning burst your blind
Shocking senses, reeling mind.
Frozen hand still clutches pen.
Logic states, “You’ve failed, again.”
rjw, 6/87
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