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Aug 18
i
i

to give it a full name
all our yesterdays
(or the future game..)

all the same-lugubrious
or happy-
he runs past ernie!

but stops enthralled
young again-a man in
a  hat

of the beige brigade
with the aid of dance
tells a story..

ii

when i was young
i danced alone and now
i dance alone-

the bit between was
fun
an eternity gone

all too soon-
i was a stone
i was a cross

i was water..but
look close do you see
regret?

do you see hate?
(happy leans out..)
wags his tail..

i have lived..
slowly,slowly,
he does the splits..

arms akimbo
defiant and proud
o crescendo...!
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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   Coleen Mzarriz
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