FROM MY BED IN THE DEPTHS OF THE CITY

September 1, 2007
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I can hear the howl of The ambulance From my bed in the depths of the city, And witness the expiring life of The sky From my bed in the depths of the city, And drink in the spice of Sundown diners From my bed in the depths of the city.





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