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Untitled: A Post-Punk Instrumental Poem

Tonic Horse
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I Dream of What Should/What Could/What Would Be, Nevertheless,
I Wake to A World I Do Not Wish to Be in and Out of Spite I Wake
Because I Love, I Love and Am Hurt in Familiar Ways
But Never the Same, Never in Which I Am Ready for
For That I Endure, To Wake Another Morning Next to You
Having Dreamed.
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