Deja Vu (2)
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Sheena Blackhall
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Déjà vu (2)
The bus lurches onto your street
A woman of straw, I slump in my seat
The stuffing knocked out me
Deja Vu
‘If only'…the worst two words in the World
I should be the ghost, not you
Look! There is your flat, your view
Of the bookies, pawnbrokers, your neighbours
A rag tag crew.
Where was your happy ending?
Gone like the smoke from a puff ball
Gone like the turn of a screw
Gone like a nebulous rainbow
My beautiful boy, Adieu
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