I want the shock of taking from you
Slight changes, a metamorphosis
Events into unknown meanderings
Even as I do and shall, will it be so
That I can never comprehend the shame
Of the the uttermost fate and calling
I am as a dog, short, tight leashed
Yes and that too, but over estimating the inclusive
Peel away right to collision and fame
There can be no understanding.
Monday, 1 March 2010
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