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Four four almost finite |
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When I peeked inside |
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I did not see chalice or grail |
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God wasn't there |
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In the darkness |
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The curtain tearn |
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I already saw |
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Black ships ate the sky |
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And flying moons |
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Scared children |
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The dusk blue breaks |
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And the bluebottles laugh |
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The trees all fall and I hear collapse |
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But smile and nod and watch the dim sunset |
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Whilst the cocktails clash |
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Their bleak glass domes |
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Make shivers in my peacock eye |
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And I am all Thumbelina |
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I died for you all |
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And if I took the time |
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To take your time |
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And sleep this time all the way home |
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And watch the eggtimers bubble and wink |
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There's a face behind a gun |
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That sleeps behind the owl |
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The matinee is showing in town sunset |
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And we tumble into the cardboard sunset |
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Dim |
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Birdsong |
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Teethless |
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Sunset |
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The flowers smile |
