<!-- Page Code:RGincyAtiExpbmVziEFuZCBEb3RziEx5cmljcw== --> It's an hour past tomorrowAnd I'm tranquilized enough to hold a penAnd try it againMaking lines on a pageIn a haze seeing dotsLittle lines and dotsLittle lines and dotsBetter I might think of better timesSpiral notebooks filled with versesI've got reams of letters written but never mailedIs that where I failedTo connect intersectHere
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