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• Artiste: Ed Tullett
• Titre: Continental Dares
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Hearing waves of war in words crack over head, and sky, and little teeth would sink into mine, and I would be unaccompanied. Sometimes it was part of me, A flash of urge to find the streets, from boyhood vigour and shadowed figures you'd taught me. Frozen hands were pocket bound, an hour was enough for me; a ball of snow, a wound to treat. Eyes to lights in sky, no need to define, to give a name is to lie; hollow but beautiful. Afraid of all the stares and continental dares I had lost, and that fear will sparkle, and then fall out. For the childhood I owed you everything that I am scared of, and surrounded.