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I like your hair-line, the curve of your spine, you don't know how glad to be out of nine by nine, so I can breathe, grateful to be able to perceive, somrone said: 'you'll always be here, never leave.' I like that guy John Andrew, reincarnated from the book, he looks different now they say, every time I look, and bloody Phaedrus, does anyone read his columns? someone has to clean up the mess, every time he comes. I like the white light that Gaugin went to seek, the strength of you when everyone else was weak, I stand with the guys, we lie to each other, you wonder how it would be if you were my lover. I like being here, remembering when I was there, they'll never know, the easy part is pretending to care.

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