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Aug 2017
I could do
As much as
The sands of time allows
And watch us
As we move
On down lifes road

It just looks
Like I'm wandering
In an aimless way
But I've got
A real plan
Just ain't quite that bold

But I'm trying baby

I'm trying
Hard as I can
To show you who I am
Yes I know
That I seem....like
I am so lost
And I want....to know
How...to ...trace ...my way back
To that place - that I
That I once went past

I can do ...more than
What it really takes
To get back to you

That ONE in
The rearview mirror
That I once knew
That scared the hell
Out of .....
.....the one in me
That I didn't !

Sometimes it really
Is so hard....
....... to believe
The Truth in ...
What we say

" what a tangled ..tangled
TANGLED web...
...we really do weave!
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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