The dream of skating by flowers.
Of a sense of life with you,
Soon together soon again.
My steps unsure wavering distrustful,
A movement all the same.
Change was only for a bite of sin,
Between the future and no sight of mean.
Quick to a foundation laid,
My emotions revelead.
posted by JerryNJ @ 4:27 PM
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