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excuses
(A little free verse off the top of my head.)
a ghost of the future, I hope
she who draws my gaze from the road
my smiles are all for you
and laughs too for your hearing pleasure
as they bounce off the walls of my empty room
you've come back through time
keeping me company, warming your seat in my heart
my hidden gold which nobody sees
that makes them wonder how I get by
when I feel you there beside me all along
time is my only worry
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