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Jan 2013
Everything is nothing more than the moment
you can't live it
can't go back
can't leave it
they are not emotions
they are not the most important
Never too sure if that ever happened
always knowing my friend it did
it was nothing special
but it meant the world
hard to tell whats important other than oneself
when digging to the past you're building to the future
just remember my friend
the past you dig up will bury the world around you
when you are ready fill the holes
since you can't look to the future without looking back
I just want something to do so I wrote these poems.  Still got nothing.
Michael Ryan
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Michael Ryan  31/United States
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