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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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