Happen upon a new way of life Stagger on No movement yet Eleventh-hour promises Coffee cup And the empty bed Dispassionate, a half-kiss Half-remembered Only because You try to forget. Galvanised by a fear Of obscurity You rise, Break out of the fever-dream And sea of memories And protest Because it is what you must do.
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