157: a poem which ive used this title too many times now...

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18/Aug/20:

Sometimes you are real
Sometimes you are not

It could be a constant dream
Or a kick in the gut
But the kick couldn't be harsh enough

Everyday you are doubtless there
Like a piece of advice
From childhood
So in this time right now
You are a dream

But I can hear you scraping
Your chair closer-

To the middle of the cluttered room
Where I will be beat
And every bone broken
The room stripped naked
As you stay so still
Then slowly move to the corner again

Like a piece of advice
Always there, always missing

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