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This pain is too great
been kicked in the guts
bashed and stabbed, lovers gone-
all my fault; march on, all left to do!
But those eyes; -
my workmates
Partners, Sons and Daughters
hopes and dreams
flash up in that hallwayed
passed unspoken moment....
But those eyes; - 'they've done me in'
what if's...
all isee, all i see
poem by Hal Burke
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