Monday, October 19, 2015

7317. HEGEDUS

HEGEDUS
Had I had to hedge a bet, I'd have
run away with you : blowing through the
demarcations, just yelling that I am nothing
more than what I seem. No though  -  so much
time later  -  there's nothing I can do about the past.
It wears its own coat, and it doesn't fit me.

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