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It's quiet here as the budgies talk
It's sunny outside as cars go down the block
Feeling calm trying to be satisfied
With this life I have after love died

The Television is off there's peace
The turmoil in my soul will cease
Feeling inspired by what I think
Riding the poetry hand around the roller rink

That's in my mind
Will treat me kind
Since you won't do it
Just as though I knew it

It's you at home with her
Things go on as they were
And you won't right it
So when you're gone I won't fight it.

9/24/2007 1830 cj

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