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I was not very far away from home
Street lights dysfunctional and black
Could see the porch at bay, coloured chrome
Nothing to see beyond the junction, lost track
Have I lost my way, issuing decrees blatant and sublime
A new avenue along these crooked walls, walls unaligned
Writings on these walls fill spaces in those psychedelic lines
Writings on the wall wandering, relic not lost for l’amour mine
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