THE SPIKE IN THE EYE
Every year when August came along I'd figure
it's my last : then, boy what a disappointment.
But, that was my used-to-be; I've tried to stop
that now. Like a come-along chain that
mechanics use, I just try to keep rolling ahead.
mechanics use, I just try to keep rolling ahead.
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Life is a drawing of death, in pieces; we
keep filling up space with our pencils
until that page is filled.
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