《Poems for No One》45 - The Counselor

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It's half past noon and we're still stuck in the middle

Of lover's spat made headway yesterdays ago

Fiddle was I who got paid to solve its riddle

Love ill-fated to fall apart from the get-go

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Come and stay with me as I go along with you

Follow you down the abyss of your misery

Weed the murk of what was once a red rosy view

Left unconscious to uncover its mystery

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