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Crudely pinned, the walls all wear
Dozens of paintings; on the floor
In stripy dress a silent bear...
Coming home in the rain
To my home again
My kids, my wife.
The heart of my life...
I lift iced whisky mixed with lemonade
To lips I love, watch cigarette smoke
Caress the evening light...