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dark is grey

beneath purple on green

even beautiful

at 4.30 p.m. along the tracks

this exausted november

is going to be over

I’m just waiting

just simple words

just a story in verse

november poisoned

everything around me

as the script said

the dancing room is empty now

and I seat down with my bag

looking at the dirt beetwen the tiles

listening to the misty voices

waiting

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