gary Sansom Poems

I know how random
everything has become.
i try to tell you,
everythings okay.
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Where do I feign to forego,
when you fear to think the worst.
Just about when I re-alter the verse,
a crack in my heart occured.
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When one is without, it appears.
I couldn't recognize you as an appearance,
of what we are meant to look upon as our peers.
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Have you seen,
what's been shown on the telly.
It's on the news,
and it's in the air.
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As somewhat, it seems,
a vivid dim,
like reminiscent dream.
And in what looms lay,
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