Replacement Treatment Sound Poem by Adam Thoms

Replacement Treatment Sound



You're away and I don't know what to do about it
You said this town is way to crowded
I think this light has been enshrouded
By people like you and me
Who expect to make history
If you feel you're free
Share what you see
It's a mystery to me

Where do I turn when there's no one around?
Who picks me up when I'm left on the ground?
From whom do I learn when the answer's not found?
Replacement Treatment Sound

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