under this grey suburban sky
neither more nor less, for one day only
feel the thrill of being at the exact same time
the hand that holds out the dish
and the smile that receives it
before time
takes me away
for its own private feast
and my last final parade
Marco Bo
neither more nor less, for one day only
feel the thrill of being at the exact same time
the hand that holds out the dish
and the smile that receives it
before time
takes me away
for its own private feast
and my last final parade
Marco Bo
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