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It's two a.m.
I write lists
Instead of
Poetry to him

He doesn't want my poetry now
He will come around somehow
If I stay good
Do all I could

To make it easy for him to see me
Because we must be
Something when ever we can
He's the only man to understand

How I need to be down
Hair all around
On my knees in the dusk
Be faithful the the man you trust.


6/25/2003 0202 cj


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