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Gordon:
Seven years to trace the ghost
Wish I wouldn't find him
The coward dog of my most beautiful hours
Did anybody state childhood is our blessing?
One of those lucky ones I guess
Is it really you?
Sitting over the way
Old, confused, a crank
Your story is like a stab in my lungs
My insight - I'm in war
Father
Now sign this bloody contract
It's your generation
