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    There will be no consolation prize
    this time the bone is broken clean
    no baptism, no reprise and no sweet taste
    of victory. All the stars have fallen
    from the sky
    and everything else in between
    satelites have closed their eyes, the moon
    has gone to sleep

    here I am inside a hotel choking on a
    million words I said
    cigarettes have burned a hole and dreams are
    drunk and penniless
    here I am inside my father?s arms
    all jagged-bone and whiskey-dry
    whisper to me sweetly now and tell me I will
    never die

    here I am an empty hallway
    broken window, rainy night
    I am nineteen sixty-two and I am ready
    for a fight people crying hallelujah
    while the bullet leaves the gun
    people falling, falling, falling and I don?t know
    where they?re falling from
    are they

    hoping that the kindness will lead us
    past the blindness and
    not another living soul will ever have to feel

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