a 3000 mile spiritual run,
another time, another place, another crisis
for there is trouble brewing,
what are you doing?
a state in defense, a state of grace,
grace awakens in the wee hours
of the morning, morning to send,
send in the clowns, , a frown, as the laughter drowns out the bad memories, a date with desire, a wire
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