Ides of March

Thirteen days since I felt the sun

Thirteen days since I breathed fresh air.

I try to remember the brush of soft grass

Or the feeling of falling into an embrace.

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But my mind is clouded with grief.

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For the one I lost,

For those that turned their head,

And for the dream that can never be.

Because the foundation was rotten.

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How did I arrive at the Ides of March?

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You put in your 8 hours;

So tired of the powers that rule,

I'd already won the losing ticket

Many years ago.

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Darkness in her eyes intrigues.

I'm waiting for the wind.

Patagonia and open skies

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Don't tell me not to live;

Take it easy friend of mine;

(Maybe this time I'll be lucky,

I could be Lady peaceful.)

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Are you happy in this modern world?

Aren't you tired of being so hard core?

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Let me be your wings,

And I can be your light.

Dulcet etc decorum

Est Pro Patria Mori

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Out in the darkness, run run away.

Speed good boat, carry the king.

But I'll never yield. Stars lead the way.

I'd rather be blue over you,

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Remember me with snow, girl from the north.

But I have no coat to protect me from the howling winds!

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Running on empty, into the sun, blind and broken.

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Step out of the sun if you keep getting burned.

Waiting on an answer as folks pass by.

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Nighttime hell.

So far from the shallow.

Words so sharp they cut.

The riddle with no answer plagues me

No more respite left or right.

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Darkness falls.

Endless greenwaves of life yet unknown.

What I'd give to remember that state.

Take me home to the meadow.

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Will I ever be more?

Did I ever make a sound?

Which train??

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Oh, the Ides of March,

You are a mystery to me!

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I fear I shall never escape your doldrums.