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the garden sliding past is overwhelming receding though an unreal windowpane through watercolour mornings by the newsagents to nights we carry, carry away
the headlights on the driveway are a mirage from fields that stretch into the empty night unreal inside this windowpane we pass them deliver me to bars and crowds and lights
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