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Half Light
You live in a half light
Gray day glasses every way
Sometimes a life of spite
Your clothes of black and white
You are the sheep
It saddens me to say
You have built these walls
They keep you at bay
What is it that burns?
In the midst the core turns
We wait and we hope
You wait and you tighten the rope
You are not what you seem
No worse, but now no better
The truth has set the theme
We will leave you
(c) 2009 S Sarkozy-Banoczy (17 Jan)
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