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Four five six On the tenth
In desperation
Pass by to repair this wrong
I seek you out a fmal time
I Blind to my grief Find you on the hard! hot pavement
I I blind to you I search for words
You drive away
Let you be gone now

I can do without you

On the seventh The allotted time gone
I return to the search Business unfinished
I never left Words unspoken
Onl y to get your answering machine I face three-hundred miles

How many times can I call one-hundred fourteen days
and listen
Alone
before you get home?

The eighth drips by On the eleventh
Or rather pours I awake to a box to pack
Leaving puddles and rainbows
a bathroom to clean
On the ninth a car to load
Three-hundred miles
Listening to your song One-hundred fourteen days
Your blanket is drawn around me And I am afraid
And I am yours Until I look up
But your words grow strange into your eyes
Your thoughts foreign
The blanket is pulled away Angela Tremain
I am left bare'

shaken
Afraid
for the first time
afraid
of you

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