Saturday, March 31, 2012

Line by line
Years develop to understand
How a
Story begins in
A space in mind,
A time being born there,
With it all the love,
I remember all alone
And I'm the proactive 
To keep it alive and
Smokey, never to let
Anything go, anything go,
Thinking I could,
I could
Wish I should,
I should.

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