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if i could only write (this town is) a song (becoming smaller) instead of (everyday) a poem. (that i'm here.) sometimes (i'm still alone though) all i see are words (waiting for someone to come along and) letters (save me from) sentences and (myself) jumbled up metaphors (what it all means) alluding the true meaning (is a mystery.) within. |