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Dear All



For your possible attention. 



Warmest



Alan



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Neglect

 

At last I know

What's been wrong for me

That absence of care

Which leaves you wondering where you are

As the wind howls

Through broken windows to your soul

Framing a derelict construction

In the backyard of inattention

 

At last I know

What's been wrong for us

That plain-speaking nonsense

Which leaves out what's within us

As the mind growls

Against the disruption of its face

Painted on the wall that stands

In the foreground of rejection

 

Where two sides can never meet

Each seeking the other's complete defeat

In hollow victory

Where wind howls

As mind growls

Against the dying of the light

 

Until, at last, a loophole's found

Where lonely figure finds its place

In ground

Where deserted ground extends its space

Through figure

Each finding life 

In the care of the other

Where what's good for the life and love of both

Is good for the life and love of each

Despite appearances that seem to teach

The need to preserve against the other's reach