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Cleopatra on
the Nile
It's
a matter of happenstance
and the deal
and the grave
The deal God made
with the devil
Do
you remember the train
in that old black and white film
roaring through
the night?
And that same old movie
the calendar's daily pages
falling
like leaves
The flickering days blown in the wind? Our
lives like leaves
our memories
Cleopatra on the Nile
I saw her in the
distance
before Vesuvius blew me away
through the clash of swords down the
ages
or a rape
which side was I on? Time
that
was the deal the devil laid
time and space and all of this
impressions Put
the paint back in the box
it's Sunday morningg
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