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Why do you have a cloud in your eye?
Walked downstairs
Got my hat and corny brown leather jacket
Street bloody clean for a change
Must have been the rain
Thought transference
And this man endangered me with cut-out two or three teeth
out on the floor
Winter is here, unlike yourself
Pull, pull my shirt off
Service
Kick the leaves
Learning about time,
time of the wolverines
This is watching the leaves
Kick the brown branches, it is here
I came home and found I could say the word