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Off Season
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Off Season
We love off seasons
we melancholics.
Our conference at this
sea side town,
when all the fun has passed
is sweet pain to our loneliness.
Stale murmerings of a crowd
just gone
is a balm upon our ears ,
forgotten birthdays,
rejected love
is all we ask of life.
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