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Jan 2015
I can Tell.
Months are gathering
Distance causes distance
but easier to break away.
I am ageing
Does that not turn you?
frowning lines are appearing
Sometimes my thoughts represent scrambled egg
I'm all over the world.
each slice of atom is spread onto a slice of pavement
I'm making little sense.
It's just all words that we create
We have all helped with discovering.
But to modest to say.
I thank you all for picking your destined areas.
As they affect us all.
Lala
Written by
Lala  Northern Ireland
(Northern Ireland)   
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   Shanay Love
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