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11.ix.23
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I dreamt the room
without windows
for the dream diary
and all the world was there
as if to be a people
our cave and defend
bung flicker yet
how had I come?
how had you?
we all went under the day
were heavenly up above
it was all the one accident
when I was back in the Bible
and you were too
and everyone we knew
doomed and yet we’ll fight
to think again
I saw the things they wouldn’t dare
and knew this to survive
then stand up
no one would be thought coward
it was the young and the next betrayed
when I was in the war
and orders followed me
all of this ad hominem
I just to have to write these lines and we’re here
like looking forward
to the world in which we’re not
we’ll make that better too
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