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GRANT FRASER

Rookie - 575 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

Summer Sphere


The Sun is a bubbling drunk,
all alone, shining bright!

with no one to truly kiss
or touch,

But for now, he drinks it up,
burns fierce,

I like you sometimes, not always,

You need to drink too, I know,
but I need to think clearer...

Should pursue, something new,

Your going to burn out someday,
as will I, that's what I like about
it,

Sharing and sparing and tearing,
and wearing ourselves down,

Standing in a very dark hall,
with all my thoughts hanging out,
no matter what!

Let your heart meat exalt, do leaps,
until it breaks,

For most people are unkind and blind,
or even rich, repulsively stupid!

Surely there's some truth in that?

And even the poor can seem so shallow,
we all are...at times,

But the Sun burns true,
And I know that we will die quite soon,

And everything we said or did,
will be lost in a smokescreen,

but what about all these fences, thoughts?

Be a Bridge - C'mon!

Feel brave - C'mon!

Sometimes I give up
and pray,

just in case
I can't hold myself up,

look at this - look,

Feel the weight!

Submitted: Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, April 16, 2013

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