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Stop! It isn't yet time to go
 
I am supposed to stay
 
and to play on
 
and on.
 
You know how I take it
 
and I know how you laugh,
 
how you laugh at me.
 
My Venice is a fake
 
whirling down that path
 
takes me to unreal places
 
takes me to unreal fights.
Once a friend told me how to live
 
"seek the arches and go along"
 
but I have lost even the contact with him.
 
If I must go back to the hard part to undo
 
this time watch me all the time
 
watch me gracefully.
Once a friend told me how to live
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