April 2018.
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Victual
You have your birdsong, and I
Have the yellow flowers
Against the free blue sky.
You've got them concrete towers, though
And weird concert voices.
I wish when Armageddon came
We'd made different choices.
Sunlight's washing my grey world,
Colours dance beneath.
Curled up in your blurry world
At long last, you breathe.
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Victual
You have your birdsong, and I
Have the yellow flowers
Against the free blue sky.
You've got them concrete towers, though
And weird concert voices.
I wish when Armageddon came
We'd made different choices.
Sunlight's washing my grey world,
Colours dance beneath.
Curled up in your blurry world
At long last, you breathe.
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