Roman Tunkel

The Eccentrics are not born as such
They emerge from a very usual bunch,
From the very ordinary of us
With the same colored hair, skin and eyes.
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There are just a few of them remaining,
The ones who never submit to fear,
Who work, create, step up to the challenge,
Who follow their hearts, not the brass’ veneer.
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Be damned that very hour,
Be damned that very minute
When grieve like solemn tower
Had me engolfed within it.
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Almost dusk - half asleep, half a word in reply,
Someone under her breath utters almost a No,
Bodies close, with her arm half-way frozen in flight…
Yet, that damn half a feeling means 'no place to go'.
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Leaves, leaves, leaves...
Like thoughts, they fall with a twist.
And then, at the close of the day,
The night comes to sweep them away,
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My love for you just grows with time,
Yesterday was penny - tomorrow dime.
I hope we know each other much better
I like the modern, you like the retro
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when I turned twenty one?
My friends were all around me then,
we soaked in blinding sun.

Above our heads was clear sky
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Don't shake and be quiet
Conductor push breaks as much you can...
My little sweet dream
See mom before she be died
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A dream and reality live on this Earth,
They don’t get along very nice:
They pull us in opposite ways from the birth,
In lulls and in turmoil of life.
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