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Monologue/Meditation:
Crawling round at the bottom of the barrel
Crawling round at the bottom of the barrel.
Hungry.
And the barrel was empty.
And now I have splinters in my knees.
Who was it who said that from the gutter the only is up?
'Above us only sky'?
My sky is clouded.
Hope has closed its door.
Continues...
Andrew Pratt (born 1948)
Words © 12/9/2012 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk.
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