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Happy To Be Sad
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In a world of blind lizards
I'm happy to be sad
When memory is robbed
by tall, dark shadows
of disguised giants
made of sodden newspaper
Happy to be sad
alone with a good book
in which trees blossom
again, the dead wander
in sunlit meadow
I'm happy to be sad
finding you gone
further into my dream
only your scent lingers
---Jan. '05 |
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