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SUNDAY PRAYER, cxxxiv
time & time again
we are coming round the mountain
of credit card debt & dishes
pennies for your wishes
in the fountain of wasted youth
hastened through the voting booth
the truth is not a friend to fame
a myth only through subterfuge sustained
time & time again
napolean and beethoven
waltzing into russia
wasn't hope the hammer that crushed you
then stars, frogs, fog, frost
who ever found my love long lost?
strewn into the fountain's flame
pennies to lose, but a mountain to gain
i hope
but you're a birthday
deep with the dayshine
from dusk to moonbreak
the dust of keepsakes
time & time again, i am i am
das - little egypt, u.s.a.