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  Joy Weare

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 Cornered !

Constantly cornered
Without my consent,
Forced to perform
By the whim of the wind!

I'm tired of the heavy,
The buzz and the words,
That blend into blackness
 And leave me in bits!

I long for soft order
Within my control,
The magic and freedom
To choose what they need!

Joy Weare.
20th July, 2005.



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