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And what was I to know?
What was I ever to know?
I walked under suns, but mostly dark
I sometimes spoke to others
but mostly I listened to the songs
I went into bar, cafe, pub, restaurant
I drank and I roamed; sometimes I danced
I crossed rivers, and ascended hills
I once drank deep the day
now I mostly know the moon
I drift on in emptiness, now
wander through graveyards,
reading the names on the stones
but mostly I walk through them
eaten by the death that is my own life
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