Stuck in the cracks again
the broken in betweens
Sometimes there seems a great
void from the last twelve
back to my teens
plenty of cracks in there
no fathoming
what fell through
somehow in all the wreck
it never came to me and you
maybe on the
flipside 'verse
they make a bright lattice
great and fair
shining a perfect light
on every seed that
we cast down there
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