Conducting imaginary arguments with distant friends
quiet sorrow for the family no words for the reality of it
deaf and dumb when the pain comes.
The nearsighted are more often blindsided
no alternative but to be present and accounted for
nothing for it when outside forces fuck with you.
Someone wants to see what you’ve got
see if you can overcome your fear of being needed
wait for the late night phone call wonder if you’ll pick up.
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I agree you are a song master.
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Very kind – music to my ears I should say. Thank you.
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strong blues lyric written here
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We all a have a right to sing the blues now and then. Thank you.
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