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Sordid Stains

By Wil C. Fry, March 14, 2000, 03:45

Copyright © 2000 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


Settling down for an afternoon nap
Sordid stains seeping slowly
And will you ever know just
How much has slipped away?
Looking over your shoulder
And under rocks
But you still can’t find the gremlins
Who stole your dreams
And even if you find them, they’ll
Laugh in your face
Or kick your ass.



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