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And Now I Sit Here With You
I’m here on a voluntary basis
Not cuffed or strapped to a gurney.
I just need a break
The sun on my face.
Not cuffed or strapped to a gurney
Honey was poured in my ear
The sun on my face.
All things seemed possible, albeit far-away
Honey was poured in my ear
I am tired and walk slow.
All things seemed possible, albeit far-away
My belt has been taken from me.
I am tired and walk slow
I just need a break
My belt has been taken from me
I’m here on a voluntary basis.
Gareth Writer-Davies
If you have any
thoughts on this poem, Gareth
Writer-Davies would be pleased to hear them.
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