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    Also from the pen of my Daughter - a poem

    Falling

    Blinded by the seeing light
    Innocent of charm
    Enveloped in constant night
    Times seventh arm
    In the eye of the storm I live
    A constant of distant disaster
    A reason for my life spontaneity and chaos gives
    For life I’ll never master
    I leap through the endless night
    As in the blue full moon takes flight
    For what comes I already know
    I will end up swimming -still
    Deep beneath cold snow

    Though the end of my life shan’t come

    For none the feeling of high tides low
    Blinded beneath cold white
    Yet why I’ll never know

    and over in the big black booth near the edge of the fairground, the last band is playing...
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