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KATHRYN WILLIAMS
You said Clichés come from the truth Of beauty that every one feels they can own Is then truth Being rubbed out or watered down We dug a hole To keep everything out of view We dug a hole Hoped it was big enough. The water was like creased old leather Lit by a bare bulb And we talked about the swirly island waters We dug a hole To keep everything out of view They dug a hole Hoped it was big enough. Late into the night Through dried up popcorn and sticky carpets Words danced upwards To tired out lyrics They dug a hole To keep everything out of view They dug a hole Warmer than wood, old and safe (?) Warmer than wood, old and safe (?) Warmer than wood, old and safe (?)
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