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IN THE THROAT

Hold your
hands  Around
your neck  You will die
I am afraid  Press one artery
Or then the other  To smother  What
you think  Too much of  Go back to love
Just the feeling  From floor to ceiling  It's all okay
As you defend your life today  And tomorrow  Because
who wants the sorrow  Of what is real  You can control what
you feel  Think good and good abounds  In your self-reflecting thoughts
you've found A clue into the past The morning's sun will come to last It will
shine bright another day So in this life you let it go to Go laughing all the way

3/25/2010 2208 PST cj


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IN THE THROAT