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A Love Song
From a bird’s-eye view, through an open roof, you’ll glimpse me alone; strumming a guitar, in the attic of a house, in a tired seaside town. I scribble lyrics to melodies; sing to backing tracks of...
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His big mouth strikes the revellers. His pining voice turns their body hair to live wire; their minds into psychedelic ecstasy. He leaves the pub at the last beat of the drum. He lights a fag, walks...
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