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So I told you when I thought you were alone
How I loved you in this impossible beat poem
Of course I wrote it (most of it) especially for you
Of course I’ll read it but there’ve been others in my shoes
So I walked egyptian canyons on my own
Strings of consciousness forget this sombre tone
And I’m in trouble having missed another find
And every ruin has a different song inside
Making wishes on a vessel lost in time
Or maybe anchored in my catalina sky
Casting overboard a useless poet’s whine
I’m just a denizen of rhythm, word and rhyme
So I wandered in the canyon all alone
Why I loved you in this impossible beat poem
Of course I wrote most of it especially for you
Of course I ruined it cause there’ve been others in my shoes
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