| When I lay the vein between left ear, left eye on your chest I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste your window on the world. Why I was not let through I cannot understand. Too many reasons press forward in invincible ranks Each one claiming a part and its share of plunder. (March 2001) Copyright ©2002 Olivier Serrat |
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