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For my dearest Ciska
Torn in four by four mens' hands
Tissue paper was I
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NIGHTINGALE, THEIR APPETITE LEAD YOU ASTRAY
ALL THEIR WAY, WAS YOUR WAY DOWN HERE
NIGHTINGALE, THEIR ADVISE LEAD TO YOUR PAIN
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WINTER'S TURNED ON ME, A COLD HAND, NO HAND
WHITER THAN PALE HERE, A COLD CHANCE, NO CHANCE
TO KNOW YOU WELL OR TO SHOW YOU JUST HOW I FEEL
SO TELL PETER I'VE GONE
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Paper Doll
For my dearest Ciska
Torn in four by four mens' hands
Tissue paper was I
Folded and creased to not know my shape
Origami paper was I
Marked on in pen an indelible stain
Coloured paper was I
Drowned in tears, for so many years
Blotting paper was I
Thrown in the air, lost by the wind
Kite paper was I
Found by a girl who came wandering by
Paper trail was I
Collected up, in volumes that rhyme
Paper round was I
Glued back together with embraceable kisses
Paper mâché was I
Stood strong and firm, a tree, time cannot burn
Paperweight now am I
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