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im fuming
like we have nothing else
to do with our days
than a dead end journey
for our injection
you're lucky
if you're home before dark
i feel drained of all emotion
its a lonely road
the ambulance had dark glass windows
so you couldn't see out
he was looking for me
at the odd numbers
roadworks, diversions,
traffic jams
fill me with panic
i am shocked and traumatised
hopped up on coffee
the harpie Nic and cloud clockwork and bisto are not welcome to read my blog or use me in any way , there are thoughts in your own head huns
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