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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

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Only clouds to see


Another day draws slowly to a close
forgettable memories inside me head
inspiration never quite what it used to be
I know that I'm living
but it feels like I'm dead.

Each hour labelled with nothing of interest
I can hear the clock ticking
and it's always so loud
disturbing the silence that haunts me each sunrise
when the sunlight of morning
will see only clouds.








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