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Moments til the sentencing. Love the work that it brings. The question leaves its mark of coarse, hand one out to the in-laws. Happy snaps in hospitals. Rubber gloves parade the walls. Find a shoulder which to cling. Find a song for us to sing and wish for something good like diamonds on the apple tree. I'll stop now. Swaying in the orphans arms. At least we'll all have a chance to run. Like running in a bad dream. I'll stop now. Swaying in the orphans arms, waiting on the one that they call mum. Movies tell me life is good. Nineteen- forties Hollywood. I wonder what she did back then, maybe read a book instead. Something to avoid the war. Comes back like an encore. When you make it off the boat, motion pictures we will go. Just run. From Letras Mania