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Apr 2010
Sometimes, I think, Well,
And then again, I don't know
Was what the elders used to say
When I was young. Well
I didn't know what the hell
They were talking about then
Or now, but like them I knew
It didn't matter. It was just
Something to say, to fill up air
Saying something that
Never was. Using words
That never were.
(c) 2009, "Sharpened Speers"
by Dan Speers
www.CitizenPoet.com
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