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Hedonic Nihilist
Poems
Nov 2013
Grandfather Clock
I built myself a tower
Climbed atop, to tell the hour
Felt the ground beneath my feet
I built myself a tower; yet, I wonder why I'm higher
I built myself some bridges: Seems like little yellow kisses
I watched the sunset from my tower
I did not hold a cigarette, nor drink some coffee
I watched some people from my tower; ha, look at how they cower
I felt the wind beneath my feet: Oh this must be a repeat!
I remembered the last time I was naked
I remembered that I closed the door
Now, my towers shaking
And I cannot have that anymore
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