The riverboat gambler snarled, belligerently spewing. I’m on the square, playing fair. Watch what you are saying. The Ace is mine. I take this hand. Understand? Disagree? It’s your choice. Speak up, use your voice.
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…old vinyl recording..my youth..
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Leaving quietly, stealthy. Memories, bad luck behind. Sunlight ahead, beginning to shine. Forget the past, it never lasts. Never give up, refuse to cave in. Stay stubborn, you may win.
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….so very grateful….the storm inside my soul…now, somewhat under control…
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Several various coins, stacks of cash. More than anyone knows. Counted up, buried in a hole. Hidden away from prying eyes. The bank robber removes his disguise. His face? It was no surprise.
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…he plays what he wants to play….
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My mixed up mind, giving me fright. Everyday, darkness and light. Wrong from right, hard to discern. Every lesson, apparently unlearned. New day here, what will appear? Good or bad and in what form? Always interesting. The calm before the storm.
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So close, left behind. Leaving memories. Empty, blind. Where are you now? Cross town? Fake life, lost and found. I go on, that’s what I do. Once again, without you.
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Her picture on my phone, so many years ago. Loved her way back then, in my heart again. Far too long alone, she lives inside my soul. Memories haven’t changed, feelings still the same. Still, remembering the pain, how does love remain?
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…Ezra and I have company…
Escape Reality 