<>far away<BR> <BR>light a cigarette<BR>in the dim inn <BR>another false hope<BR>you give me this time<BR>in the mist of smoke <BR>in the mirror at the corner<BR>blooming flowers wither soon</P>
<>swirling and swirling<BR>from moring to evening<BR>gloomy clouds covering<BR>the city whole </P>
<>down the mood<BR>rain with thunder<BR>Love exploded into splinter<BR>the pot under the eave<BR>now full of water<BR>but what has been drained <BR>inside my dotty mind ?</P>
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